Meditations for the Heart, Mind, and Spirit

Anyone familiar with depression can easily see why some of our ancestors likened it to a demon...

Jacques Derrida believed that the universe is liquid, in the sense that everything, always, is fluid, with our notion of a “fixed” anything being rather ridiculous and more an occasionally useful concept than an actual aspect of existence. Meaning, language, and our sense of identity are runny, sloppy, and flowing, constantly, in countless directions, and the fluidity of experience laughs heartily at our attempts to codify beliefs, systematize semantics, normalize mores, and

The sky is full of amazing presence and possibility, precisely because of its enduring absence...

An elegy for one at the end of life...