Essays · Poetry · Practice of Perception

Seeing accurately
is an act of love.

Writing for the moments when the old answers no longer fit and something more true is beginning to emerge.

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“It is the body, heart and soul metabolizing loss and weaving it into a story.”

— Eye of the Mountain · Resurrecting the Lost Technology of Grief · No. 215

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A triangle-like shape made by reflected light on a textured wall
Fine folded layers running through a desert stone
A long human shadow stretching toward desert mountains

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The Underwhelming
End of Urgency

Part memoir, part poetry, part field guide—for those standing at the threshold of a more honest life. What if reality is less threatening than the fantasies we create to escape it?

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