Monthly Archives: September 2017

O days when the world was fair and strange, and strange stars blazed in the Southern night. Ghostly scent of pine from the canopy shrouding the encampment; strange landscape, strange birds, unknown back home, smoke rising from half-extinguished fires. These … Continue reading →

MANY THINGS ARE POSSIBLE Not everything. Not paradise or perfection. But many things. Better things. Clearer, deeper ways of seeing. Richer, deeper ways of being. Many things are possible. Despair is a disease spread by the powerful, like smallpox laced … Continue reading →