Code Word: Mongolia

My dad called yesterday. We talked about how I was going to walk along the Camino. Here is a replication … More

The Camino Awaits…

When you start to listen closely, when you start paying close attention, when you stop making excuses on the side … More

1-800-Offerings

It used to be that nature provided all the elements necessary for the making of daily offerings to the gods … More

Luck o’ the Poop

Within a couple of hours, I was struck three times. Actually, sideswiped was more like it. But with a flurry … More

Channeling Mary

After writing about my less-than-stellar Chef’s (umm) Surprise, I reflected on the experience, talked it over with my friend Sherry, … More

An Amateur Chef’s Amnesia

It’s been a week since I moved into the house on the ridge named Kaivalya,* the place that Ike and … More

The Doors

When yoga class wrapped up yesterday late morning, I was nudged out of my near-blissful state of savasana, collected my … More

A Path to Goodbye

I was long overdue for another visit to check up on my labyrinth at the meditation retreat center. I invited … More

Cremnants & Polls

Like any good house party, the morning after the day before tends to bring with it certain undesired responsibilities, including … More

Crème de la crèmation

A death in a Balinese family means burial, or if funds are available, a cremation. Ultimately, even buried corpses are … More