I'm still here. I may not be moving quickly, nor am I always visible, but a slow river is still a river. An underground stream still run...

Here I am at the Kansas City Fringe, one show down with four to go, and my voice has gone out. I *think* it's allergies, but I'm not...

Yesterday I told stories at the annual Winnebago Jamboree. My first set had about 500 people and the second about 200. It was fun, and remin...

I was talking with my therapist this morning about impermanence. We got there by way of discussing how hard self-forgiveness can be, and I k...

I don't quite remember when I started, but it's been years. Most Sundays I post a list of "Things I've re/learned this week...

Note: I mention some history here and gloss over many, many important pieces of information. If you think you know more about this than I do...

Some days are about the work of living and the poetry comes from action and pause, completion and setting aside. Today is a day like that.  ...

The problem with writing daily posts like this is figuring out what to say. Some days I think I've run out of words. When that happens, ...

Content warning: Images of a rather gruesome work of Renaissance art. In The Artist's Way Julia Cameron advises two regular practices: ...

CW: mentions of racism, chronic pain, cancer. Nothing explicit. Also a little preachy :) I try to live as an empathetic person. When I was y...