On Kindness

I was seven years old when my family lost our home to a fire. It was around 11pm on an early February night in Nebraska, so you can imagine how bitterly cold it was. I vividly recall standing barefoot in a snowdrift that was at least six inches high at our designated emergency meeting place […]

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Wild Blueberries

Near the end of a recent 8-ish mile hike in the Ozark Mountain region of Missouri I was faced with an unexpected turn in the path. A break in the hot summer weather had brought a few welcomed days of cooler temperatures and lower humidity, perfect for a day at my favorite state park. I […]

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Sandpaper and Tingchas

It as only a few weeks ago I was waiting for Spring and reminding myself I believe and trust in cycles. Spring was taking its sweet time. It seems it came and went in a flash, a couple of days at best and then full on heat of summer. The heat of August came in […]

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House for Rent in the Bardo: River View

I’m moving, again. And so I’m thinking about bardo states. Bardo is a Tibetan word that literally translates as the interval between two things. It is traditionally associated with the space between death and rebirth. While most people agree that moving (what my Brit friends call “moving house” or, sometimes, “moving home”) is stressful, I’m not trying […]

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Waiting for Spring

I’m still waiting for Spring.  I’m waiting for that thing Spring does where it begins to warm the soil (me) and slowly cracks the seed open (again me). The seed cracks and the tender green shoot slowly pushes up towards the sunlight. Breaks through the earth’s crust and reaches to the light and grows and […]

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The Apple Orchard

At long last, at least here in Chicago, I feel like it’s safe to say that Spring has arrived. We had a mild winter, but a long one, and one that seemed to drag on without those our breaks of a day or two shocking warmth in the middle of February to serve as a […]

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