Creativity: My First Story Book

In May I completed my first story for the Art House Coop, the virtual extension of the Brooklyn Art Library. We were allowed to choose a topic for our story boo...

My Eulogy

I received a question in my inbox this morning. If I wrote my own eulogy, what would it say? I don’t do enough work around my own death. There is always t...

Making Myself Irrelevant

May we exist like a lotus, at home in muddy water. Thus we bow to life as it is. ~ Charlotte Joko Beck I recently blank slated this site as a desire to more clo...

On Excavating My Own Heart

Of late I’ve returned to the cushion, where each day (though not every day) I sit for ten minutes and count my breaths. I count seven breaths (one inhalat...