Joining the Rainbow
Rain was falling and I was tossing and turning. Everything annoyed me. The bed was too short, the blankets were …
Tag Archives: Fathers
Who are we without our Stories?
It’s been over a month now since I made the trip back to Missouri to see my mother. It was …
Old Territories and New Maps
The ripples of Metta which had arrived via my iPhone straight from Katherine’s heart gave me sweet dreams and I …
An Egg and a Cup of Coffee: Teachings of Compassion and Relationship
It was mid-morning and I was punch-drunk from the blur of time that had swirled by ever since arriving at …
Some Magic just works that way
Last year around this time, I wrote about realizing that my biological father was gay and how gaining that insight …
One of these days the truck won’t start.
I think I was just a mile or two east of Bayfield when I crossed an invisible threshold and stepped into …
The Child is Father to the Son
“Grief, is like the one note that reverberates through all notes,” Karen, my partner of thirty one years said – …
The Way of the Flower 