These days. I am no longer haunted half as much by the broken places in my life. Riffs and shifts. Fields planted with promise. Not a...

These days. I’be been thinking of the West - a lot. More precisely, of the Southwest. Four corners area. Of when I lived in New Mexico...

These days. I am watching dappled sunlight like I have just been born. Like there are filters in this world, soft, shifting patterns I...

These days. I’ve been thinking of some doors Those we close and ones we walk through. Doors we pray for and some, well, we’d rather not...

These days. I am old enough to know some things but still- my mind, it worries. My heart, it hurts. For people in war torn places. For...