On April 1st, 2020, on a beautiful Colorado spring day, following a day of ice storm, I ran out onto our deck to chase away a pigeon at our newly planted vegetable garden. I slipped and fell back, my head hitting hard onto the deck. It was pretty clear that I had a...
In the summer of 1969, I lay in a field in Franconia, New Hampshire as I looked up at the soft clouds in the sky, with a deep awareness that I felt a separation between myself and the clouds. The feeling was very real and must have reflected my deep yearning for...