Kado: A Zen Art
One of my stories is that life is short and I grow old. The pressure to share, to contribute, to …
One of my stories is that life is short and I grow old. The pressure to share, to contribute, to …
“Robert, it’s important to learn to shoot from the heart.” Nancy constantly reminded me just as she nagged me to …
It’s been over a month now since I made the trip back to Missouri to see my mother. It was …
The ripples of Metta which had arrived via my iPhone straight from Katherine’s heart gave me sweet dreams and I …
I awoke rested and anxious to get on down the road. I was looking at a good 10 hour drive. …
I am in a hurry. A rush. I want what I want and I want it now or at least …
I love home grown tomatoes – specifically, heirloom tomatoes such as Missouri Pink Loves, German Reds, and Ethel Watkins’ Juicy …
An undefended heart. We all have one. A place or a space we experience as being inside – that holds …
Random thoughts arise and catch my interest for a moment or two and then fade as a new thought appears. …
With great joy and no clue what to expect I made my annual pilgrimage to Iris Bob’s place in Denver. …