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But I Don’t Know Where To Start Photo Credit: Pexals, Ricardo Esquivel “A real love letter is made of insight, understanding, and compassion. Otherwise it’s not a love letter. A true love letter can produce a transformation in the other person, and therefore in the world. But before it produces a transformation in the other […]

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If You Make The Time “You don’t choose a life. You live one.” Emilio Estevez Starting an essay about walking the Camino de Santiago is as daunting as entering into marriage, slipping on a ring or a backpack, finding your way with little or no experience, depending on uniquely positioned markers to silently lead one […]

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Elizabeth was Queen of the United Kingdom my entire life, and now Charles and Camille have taken the throne. I guess I never actually believed the Queen would die, maybe because her life seemed more like a fairy tale than reality. Sadly, as with all things, it has come to an end. But that’s not […]

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What’s new? Life is a mystery, like one of those ridiculous Rubik cubes, and no matter how many times I repeat the ingrained patterns, it remains unsolvable. Regardless, I still plan on monopolizing every damn clue I discover along the way. This is why I write. I’m trying to solve the mystery as it unfolds […]

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You might be surprised. Truffle fries and sparkling wine is our communion tonight as I sit and ponder the significance of salt and pepper shakers suddenly reappearing on restaurant tables across America. Thank God, because on occasion you have to throw a little salt over your shoulder, or who knows what evil might befall you. […]

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In a few weeks, I’m going to celebrate my 60th birthday for the third time. I think it’s worth repeating because sixty is considered the far edge of middle age, anything over and above leaves you teetering on the brink of elderdom, and that province can be ruthless.  My eyesight might be shot to hell, […]

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“May such calm of soul be mine, so as to meet the force of circumstances” Aeschylus I’m feeling the weight of my humanness. You know what I mean? Maybe it’s because we recently celebrated the crucifixion of an innocent man, or all the suffering splashed across our television screens, or the simple fact that wearing […]

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Warning, this post contains impolite language, do not read out loud if children are present. “Who is more to be pitied, a writer bound and gagged by policemen or one living in perfect freedom who has nothing more to say?” Kurt Vonnegut [obviously the policemen] I know things are bad when it takes me three […]

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Feeling my age today, there is a chill deep down in the marrow of my bones, the temperature outside has plummeted, as I swallow back an acidity of fear pushing up from the core of my being.  Cracking the flesh that confines my misgivings as if a walnut, I take the gnarled meat into my […]