Ever felt like you were in a pitch-black closet fumbling for a light switch you couldn’t find? I’ve felt that way many times. More than...

I am constantly amazed that people wander around all day staring into their smart phones, as if these devices somehow magically fulfill...

Waiting for a connecting flight from San Francisco on my way home to Fort Lauderdale, I look around me at the faces of my fellow early...

To experience serenity, I think of the word “see.” To feel serene, I remember that a wise person sees the big picture. From this...

I don’t know anything anymore I don’t know up from down Or east from west Or happiness from sadness I don’t know anything It’s becoming...

I’m losing my shit with cabin fever and the uncertainty caused by the coronavirus. I call out to God, “What do I do now?” “God answers,...

A Simple Reflection On Our Situation Some people are saying this is “the end of days” as prophesied in the bible. I don’t believe it, but...

Where is my playground now? I want to romp in sunlit fields. Like I did when I was younger. But there are no open fields now like there...

If we removed anxiety and fear from our individual and collective psyche, what would remain? Would it be deafening silence? Would it be...

The Easiest and the Hardest Step in Breaking Out of Old Patterns It’s one of the most frightening passages life confronts us with. What...

This is a guest blog from a Swedish man who writes under the pen name, Fomtriok.  I find his writing to be profound and insightful, even...

“The Sun in Your Heart is Rising.” Saniel Bonder I’ve been working towards a spiritual awakening for most of my adult life, and it seems ...

Here is a vision of my future self and a vision for anyone else who desires to achieve something along these lines: It is not just...

“We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.” George Bernard Shaw There is a child in me that wants...

Something is prompting me to write this, even though I’m far from an expert on the subject.  I’m writing about an inkling. This...

A year after writing Scarlet Ambrosia, I see the story through a different pair of eyes.  At the core of the novel is a young man’s...

Seagulls falling out of the sky raised a line of puffs on the barren beach as they smacked  into the sand. Darren glanced...