Pied Shag Piper

The nocturnal hours of the weekend were spent watching other people stumble around in fog and chaos on the cliffs of Mendocino. There's something about Hill House and the coastal streets, radically planted with succulents, nasturtiums and gargantuan purple kale that seduces the stress out of my body, clearing any worldly residue with gusts of…Read more Pied Shag Piper

Me and My Shadow

This morning God told me it is well with my soul. And he's right, as usual. My soul is doing pirouettes through a field of daisies, envisioning countless inspired possibilities, radiating love to all living beings throughout the endless universe. Got the spirit? Let's hear it. Woo. However, my soul is trapped inside a body which…Read more Me and My Shadow

A Modest Proposal

In 1729 Jonathan Swift suggested we stew, roast, bake, or boil the excess of poor children who were clearly becoming a drain on society's resources. Not to mention their filthy, begging hands and faces were detracting from the quaint storefronts of beautified down towns and the general, picturesque landscapes of a country. His solution was…Read more A Modest Proposal