a glimpse of my authentic life
A cosmic wild card has been played, and to the shock and surprise of most of the country, Donald Trump has been elected President of the United States. Before the election, no matter how grim things looked, I believed humanity was slowly slowly moving forward…
I love quantum physics—the minuscule amount my brain can wrap itself around—because it offers confirmation of a metaphysical law I came to understand in the 1970’s, namely, where the mind goes, energy follows…
Three years ago, in 2013, my memoir, Rare Atmosphere, An Inter-dimensional Affair of the Heart, was published. Shortly after that, however, my writing Muses took off for Bora Bora and haven’t returned since. It left me with a familiar niggling of sadness and melancholy. During this past year especially, happiness seemed to elude me…
Lest you think I could in any way be referring to my cat and the kind of burrito one might eat, let me set your mind to rest. To “burrito” a cat is to wrap it tightly in a towel in order to calm it down enough to clip its nails or administer medication, which, in this case, was the reason for my attempt…
I live in Asheville, NC, in the house of my friend Karen. I rent the downstairs. The house is on a hill, once part of a mountain I’m sure, and we’re surrounded by old trees, mostly oaks and pines, and woods in the back, which makes it almost impossible to see the moon until it’s very late at night or…