The Best Worst Thing

My father died on January 20, 1996. I was 26 years old. It was my birthday.

The Year of the…Owl?

A few years ago, I decided that my journals were not visually interesting enough. I could go for days, weeks, months…

And one day, there it is.

David Lynch muses on inspiration

The Beauty of Astonishment

Today a reflection on astonishment and the origin of the universe.

We Didn’t Know It Was Special

Today — memories, grief, and reflecting on what matters.

The Endless Cave and Other Stories

Today’s reflection…a seemingly endless essay about the Endless Caverns, Plato’s Cave, and asking a…

Longing, Grief, and the Dreams of the Ordinary Extraordinary

Make Space

More years ago than I would like to admit. I took an acting class.

🐇 where I still continue to tumble down the index card rabbit hole 🕳

A Year to Take Care and Pass it Around

Dreams, grief, longing, and thoughts on appreciating the…