I was about 9 years old when I was walking thru a frozen forest, shouldered my pellet gun, and discovered the great transformative silenceĀ of death as a chickadee fell from the branch.Ā Ā In 2003, my father was killed in a work accident.Ā Later in lifeĀ I came to live and practice in a Read more
Many people are interested to hear my stories. Iām one of these lucky fellows who have had the pleasures of travel and the leisure for philosophy. Iāve spent about half of the past ten years in India following pilgrim routes and spiritual places; I didn't intent to, that's just the Read more
Sometimes we think about those people we once loved but who are long gone from our lives. I wrote this letter during a Mercury retrograde in the spring or early summer of 2015 when I was staying neat Kasar Devi, India. Perhaps, if I would have had an internet connection Read more
I was reminded of a time in Varanasi, sitting at the burning ghats, watching bodies burn. Everything is happening here. The whole city goes by, nay, the whole world! Seasonal festivals pass thru, all the animals of the city are represented, except they're bigger stinger healthier and more menacing somehow. Read more
I've been keeping quiet for a couple of years. Not much blogging, not much facebooking. I suppose the silence began with the confusion of my marriage back in December of 2011. Maybe you remember hearing about that? Or maybe I was even quiet about that too. Anyways, it didn't last Read more
Preface: Dear Brilliantly, I think I told you this before, back in the beginning.... But Since it fits so well with the end of our conversation last night, I'll repeat myself. I'll try to be brief. I kinda feel like the story I've been enacting all starts with what you Read more
I'm amazed by a lot of things. But the thing that really amazes me is no matter what kind of mood I'm in, no matter hat the world seems to be hitting me with, a long slow concentrated yoga session can really bring me back to earth and make me Read more
This blog is my soap box. Writing is my therapist. I write a lot more than I publish because I feel that whatever I publish should be coherent. This desire for coherence is a product of both my training in university and my cultural upbringing in North America. Things must Read more
This morning, as I watched the clouds lifting ever so slowly from the mountaintops I began to pray: "Please God....Ā Dear Lord, please have mercy.Ā Carry me gently across this bridge.Ā Please give me the insightĀ Grant me the.... Help me.... Please Lord, grant me thy grace." And the moment I asked for grace Read more
Some men are born lead, others are born to follow, some few others, to tread a path that neither leads or follows. This is my path. I've met none others that are like it, but I suspect everyone feels this way. It seems like one of those truths of humanity Read more
I've noticed that every time I come back to Canada I find a way to live more and more simply, frugally. Even those little things that I do for myself that I consider luxury (special little treats for myself) are becoming more and more simple. I found a room to Read more
Dedicated to Joseph the Swede! The other day I met a man who said he was a monk. He told me his path was that of an authentic self seeker. He did not claim that he was authentic himself, but merely that he strove to maintain the authenticity of his Read more