Graffiti landcapes laundrylines busted-down cars backyard swimming pools. Trainshadow jumps and wriggles over desert mesaland and high ocean cliffs, wine valleys and forests and mountains deep in snow. A couple hours sleep under a table in the lounge car and a pause to change trains in L.A., Chinatown dim sum eaten on a parkbench. In …
Lessons of Chaco Canyon
Early this morning I sat wrapped in a blanket on the frosty back patio of Querencia. The sun rose over Pikacho Peak. Ravens and chickadees chattered, dogs barked, coyotes scattered, footsteps crunched on snow. The highway woke up then too, commuters zooming through the valley to Santa Fe. Each engine momentarily obliterating the birdsong and …
Offline again
I have gone on another offline holiday — to sink myself deep in practice and silence here at Upaya, and to study the Roots of Awakening. I’ll be back in the etherworld on Feb. 5. In the meantime feel free to comment or email, and I’ll re-connect with you then. Enjoy!
When shit happens
There is no question that my escape from Homeland Security was partially pure dumb luck—or if you prefer, fate, or karma. Others have handled such situations with greater skill and been refused. The winds of confusion and paranoia blow in all directions and right now those winds are blowing strong in the US of A. …
Escape! Imagine, no borders
I was in shock after being bounced from the border. I sat still, felt my heart beating and my breath going in and out. That was all I could do to stop my body from shaking. Then it would start again. I ran through every possible escape scenario in my head, by train boat or …