The Slingshot Effect

The two questions went off in his mind like flash-bang grenades. Even as the questions reverberated, urgent for an answer, he held them in suspension and zig-zagged across four lanes of Los Angeles traffic, down a curving exit ramp, under a yellow traffic light and...

Observations of an Anthropologist from Another Planet…

“Give and it will be given to you, a good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.”—Luke 6:38 “… we know each other in the breaking of bread, and we are not alone...

Closed Door Policy

An odd but related thing happened just after I began writing this essay about doors, open and closed. But I’ll come back to that. When I want privacy, if there is a door, I close it. I close the door when I write, or when I meditate. If there are people nearby other...

Driveway Movie Night

When I was one of four mouths my father had to feed, he would work odd jobs in addition to his full-time job in the Post Office. For one of those jobs, my Dad was paid to go to drive-in movies. When the grounds opened, he would be among the first to pay admission and...

My New Town

ONE One thing leads to another. In July 2012 I moved to a new town and by December I was sorely in need of a haircut. I found the place to get my hair cut by first finding an Irish pub. I found the pub by first finding a new trail, and hiking on it until sunset, which...