Artist Of Life

Artist Of Life I wanted to sing like Johnny Hartman, paint like Picasso, dance like Mikhail Baryshnikov, and write like Camus, but I did not. I was not given at birth their unique talent to do those things. It might have been their genes or a gift from the gods. I do not know. I …

Acedia

Acedia There are times when I have not wanted to be of this planet. In truth, I have grown weary with the world, the politics, and the unending changelessness of things. A presidential campaign lasting for more than two years. The power and wealth of the few and the continued suppression of the many. The …

Life’s Greatest Gift

Life’s Greatest Gift What keeps me alive is found between the images, between the words, between thought, the emptiness of feeling, and in the emptiness of the body...there arises the fullness and significance of life… —Basarab Nicolescu I have received so many gifts, appearing as presents from you. The still, shadowy, vapor filled clouds you …

StoryTelling

StoryTelling Who are we, if not measured by our impact on others? That’s who we are! We’re not who we say we are, we’re not who we want to be — we are the sum of the influence and impact that we have, in our lives, on others. — Neil deGrasse Tyson Life is a …

Who Am I?

Who Am I? I am a philosopher, poet, revolutionary, student, mystic, teacher, listener, father,  grandfather, brother, traveler, prophet, husband, son, writer, dreamer, lover, and friend. At different points during this span of life, I have played all of these roles, often times collectively. I grew into all of these parts of me. I walked in …