Medicine awaits you. — “People in our hungry modern world are always scraping at the clay of their hearts. They have a new thought, a new plan, a new syndrome, that now explains why they are the way they are… In nature we do not see the trees, for instance, getting seriously involved in…

“Human presence is a creative and turbulent sacrament, a visible sign of invisible grace. Nowhere else is there such intimate and frightening access to the mysterium.” — John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom (xvi) When we partake in Medicine, we see and un-see, know and un-know, name…

God is in the emptiness. — I get it — this collective, oppressive fixation with words. Once spoken, twice removed. See? There’s space here now, between conversation and what we cannot know. Pressure eases. The room can relax. Into activation, you say? No matter. Comfort comes from things familiar. I too seek safety in these spaces…

Sobriety is more than giving up a thing — Addiction, recovery, sobriety, eating disorders, family systems, relationships, spirituality. Excerpts from a book in progress. Part of my radical undoing of old agreements and radical stepping out of prefab stories is choosing sobriety. I mean sobriety from alcohol, yes, but also sobriety in an expansive, ever-evolving sense. Sobriety that’s about…

I’ve been writing, lately, of madness. Of the gap we feel between what is normal and what is true. Implicit in this conversation, these days, is the question of diagnosis. Of whether one has a right to the words proving differentness means anything at all. Fuck words. Let me begin…

I know. This is the exact sort of headline that, appearing in my Medium feed, prompts me to hit “Show less like this” (followed immediately thereafter by “Mute this author”). Just to say, meta Medium posts drive me a little bit batshit. But, are you really a Medium writer if…

A lesson in story — As a kid, I had a busy life. Things to do. Imagination. Adventure. The Hollow Tree in the woods. My invisible friend Luke and our crusade against the Darkness. Daily prayers and careful rituals to fend off Evil and for the love-of-all-that-is-holy please, please turn me into a boy. Our…

What comes first? What is Inheritance in the most original sense? In part, it’s our coming into being. It’s consciousness itself. Body meets soul. Soul fills body. Attached, for a while. Born into this strange new world, we find ourselves with a collection of circumstances. Ones we’ll come to learn…

A lesson in inheritance — “Every present moment carries with it the past’s conditioning and the future’s seed, so every present moment freshly offers the possibility of redemption from what has been and the healing into what will be.” — Norman Fischer, Taking Our Places: The Buddhist Path to Truly Growing Up Entering this world…