A Place at the Table…

A Place at the Table…

A Place at the Table… This is an invitation to join me in creating a place…a place at the table. It’s six a.m. and you’re walking into your local coffee shop to meet a friend. You stand in line, waiting your turn, eyeing the available table space. A Jack Johnson...
2015 Reflections…

2015 Reflections…

2015 Reflections… Changes in the making… It’s been a year of change and with that, a year of deep and irretrievable growth. A year ago I was wondering how God would provide after the unemployment ran out. The government had sent me a letter that shared their...
Razing the yard…Raising a smile.

Razing the yard…Raising a smile.

Razing the yard…Raising a smile. I have a mentor that lives half the year near Phoenix, Arizona and half the year in Seaside, on the Oregon coast. He invited me to coffee 10 or 11 years ago and I went along, just to humor him ( and hear some cool biker stories...
The Music And The Mystery…8/15

The Music And The Mystery…8/15

The Music And The Mystery…8/15 Looking back and remembering… A lot can happen in four or five months. A thousand highs and lows can melt into a single line of print and nobody, including yourself, is the wiser. These last few months have been exceptionally intriguing,...
Staring Into The Abyss…

Staring Into The Abyss…

Staring Into The Abyss… Welcome to the edge. It’s my edge…not yours. You can pace it’s rim with me if you like, but it will always be mine. I can’t own your edge and you can’t own mine. And don’t look down, into the deep. Fear will eddy and roil about in the emptiness...