The Hibiscus Affair Part 2: Hubbard

"Hey SMO, come outside, I brought you a present," he said.  Stepping outside the backdoor, there on the driveway next to the house in a ten-inch black plastic garden center bucket stood Hubbard..

Knowings

For this naïve, young teenager, every morning as I brushed my teeth, I’d stand there looking in the mirror scared, forced to confront fear head-on and put on a suit of armor.  Every day self-terrorizing with wonder, no, worry about what possible traumatic interaction I’d be forced to defend myself against – alone – amid the hostile environment known as the school halls of hormonally-charged teenagers... follow to read the full story.

A Ghostly Starry Night

He's baaack... I naively thought that when my address changed and the pictures and memorabilia trinkets were safely tucked away in storage he would cease to continue within my life...

Impermanence

Each time the losses and deceptions of life teach us about impermanence, they bring us closer to the truth. When you fall from a great height, there is only one possible place to land: on the ground-the ground of truth. And if you have the understanding that comes from spiritual practice, then falling is in … Continue reading Impermanence

God Schmod. Waiting on a Friend.

"I believe in God, but not as one thing, not as an old man in the sky. I believe that what people call God is something in all of us. I believe that what Jesus and Mohammed and Buddha and all the rest said was right. It's just that the translations have gone wrong." ~ … Continue reading God Schmod. Waiting on a Friend.