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I and I

There’s no getting around bad stuff happening. I don’t mean to bum anyone out; I’m just rephrasing the Buddha’s first noble truth to remind myself not to take shit personally. And while I’m quoting, I might as well throw in a bit of Shakespeare who had Hamlet say, “Nothing is good or bad, but thinking [...]

Finding What You Weren’t Looking For: Where Research Leads the Writer

     There’s only one column left of Hera’s temple in Crotone, Italy. To get to it, you walk through a park that has a fraction of the olive trees that once grew in the thick forest that covered the area. The forest is gone. The temple is gone, except for this column and other [...]

The Amazing But True Story of What I Would Be Writing About If I Were Writing

 

I haven’t done a lot of writing on this website. And yet I’m very grateful to anyone who takes the time to check it out. One problem I have with a blog is that I prefer to use fiction, narrative, to say what I am compelled to say.
            The books that [...]

Writing While My Ego Eats Ice Cream

 For over thirty-six years, I’ve dabbled in Zen Buddhism. For over forty-six years, since fourth grade when I wrote a Christmas poem about the Snow Fairy for my class, I’ve been a writer. These paths do not always converge. 
Egolessness is a beautiful thing. Buddha taught that all suffering comes from the ego’s desire to feel [...]