One of my small essays is up over at Hobart today. Check it out here! Continue reading The Habit . . .
The other day I was standing in the park across the street from Pilgrim Chapel, gazing up at the sky through the swaying branches of the large cottonwood tree, when all of a sudden an elf appeared. Okay, skeptic: What would you think if you were standing alone in a park and there suddenly appeared … Continue reading The Elf
Hey there! My collection of essays will be published early this fall by Possum Trot. We’re in the final stages of book design and layout, and should be sending off to the printer soon. It will be available for pre-order in the next month or so, and I’ll update here when that happens. But in … Continue reading On Earth As It Is: Essays & Ephemera
Dear friends, family, fellow travelers, neighbors near & far: I don’t know about you, but I’m growing a bit weary of the screen these days. Yes, I know, I know, this missive right here is coming at you across a screen. Of course, I’m thankful for the many ways technology connects me to so many … Continue reading Let’s make a book together!
Last year I was visiting Chicago to attend an event. Afterward during the reception, I was talking to some friends about what else was going on that night. That’s when they dropped the news that they were in fact staying on the 86th floor of Trump Tower, thanks to a friend-of-a-friend hook-up sort of … Continue reading Trump Tower
Today I will accept this reality as normal. I accept a history that shows it is normal for the powerful to consolidate their power, normal for the richest to hoard their riches, normal for the bronze gods to command worship, normal to comply and pledge allegiance, normal for empires to acquire resources at the expense … Continue reading Acceptance. Resistance. Compliance.
. . . toward a rooted life. A rooted and radical life, radical not as fanatic, not as zealot, not as idealism wrapped in certainty. No, radical as a radish, same root, radical as a root held close to earth, sustained by the deep mystery of sunlight and soil and seed and saturation and spirit … Continue reading Some scribbled notes for a movement . . .