The tail lights in front of me disappeared when I drove to Alamosa in the night. All I could see … Continue reading Driving through the Dark

If we opened people up, we’d find landscapes. – Agnès Varda, filmmaker Behind all landscapes, behind all walls, are people. … Continue reading Natural Moves

The beat was building, the steady pulse of the music quickening as my reaches on the VersaClimber met its tempo. … Continue reading The Disappearing Self

Imagine being a master of your craft, and then breaking all the rules – discarding some, rearranging others – only … Continue reading Fork Lines in Each Other’s Lives

When you are in the bardo of becoming – that moment between ending and beginning – the stillness is magnified. … Continue reading Allow What is Here, to Be Here

We were chasing each other through the University of Wisconsin Arboretum, laughing. We hid behind trees, sprinted into open spaces, … Continue reading The Bardo of Becoming

Vulnerabilities, while they can be exploited, are also the greatest gateways to being seen and heard, and self-expression cannot grow … Continue reading Play is a Love Language

Of course, with beginningless time, we can experience something in the here and now that triggers the faraway and forgotten, … Continue reading Vulnerability Management

We meet at goodbye and carry with us the grief of having only known each other briefly, for several years. … Continue reading Beginningless Time