I’ve been having this recurring dream that I’m about to die.     It all started a couple of months ago, when I finished my winter tour of Europe and arrived in Spain.     In winter I had wandered down snow covered paths to see if I could lose myself. I let an old piece of me die as I surrendered to new ways of living, of eating, and of traveling. I surrendered to letting the road guide me rather than forging my own path. Things didn’t exactly turn out......

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A Rainy Day in London
May 15, 2015

A Rainy Day in London

  It’s a rainy day in London, and I can’t seem to stop crying.   I’m sitting in the living room of my beautiful flat in the city, looking out the window through the rain. In...

April 13, 2015

Lost in Morocco

  The call to prayer echoes off of the stonewalls of the medina before sunrise.     Feral cats roam the wharf, begging for leftover fish carcasses and heads.     Terracotta earthenware spills onto...

Penan d'Ilfach
April 01, 2015

Into the Wild

  It had been nearly four months since I had seen Sorrel when we reunited in Alicante on Spain’s Costa Blanca. That day coincided with the Spring Equinox, the New Moon, and the Solar Eclipse....

Just as You Are
March 18, 2015

Just as You Are

  Why wait to find peace when the traffic jam clears when the work day ends when the pain in your head and your neck cease?     Find peace now. Right now. Just as...

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