Keeping My Eyes Open

By | March 16th, 2017|A Contemplative Life, Faith and Doubt, Identity, On Writing|

I'm not sure why I went with this photo, other than it's one of the few recent photos of all of us, from Mardi Gras, and I've been wanting to work it in anyway. Eight years ago, when Maile and I were at the bottom financially (or the [...]

Making Sense of Ash Wednesday and the Crosses on my Children’s Foreheads

By | March 10th, 2017|A Contemplative Life, Faith and Doubt|

Photo by Laurie-Anne Robert via Unsplash It was a beautiful thing to do in the middle of the afternoon, in the middle of the week, at the beginning of Lent. We crowded into our church’s small chapel, the adults in chairs, the children sitting on the large, red [...]

That Round of Golf I Played With Tiger, and What it All Meant

By | February 16th, 2017|A Contemplative Life, Identity, On Writing|

Photo by Graft Ground via Unsplash Recently on Facebook I shared a dream I had that left a very strong impression on me. When I woke up, I had a very clear idea as to what the dream meant. Here's the dream. What's your interpretation? I was golfing [...]

Some Thoughts On La La Land and Living

By | February 1st, 2017|A Contemplative Life, Identity, On Writing|

La La Land. I told Maile as we walked out of the theater that I had tears in my eyes throughout the movie because the various parts about trying to make it as a creative person hit too close to home. There's a part where Mia and Sebastian, two young [...]

Driving a Transgender Sex Worker From Here to There #RidesharingConfessional

By | January 23rd, 2017|A Contemplative Life, Ridesharing Confessional|

Photo by Himanshu Singh via Unsplash It's always a strange thing, picking someone up from a hotel late at night. Especially when they have their bags with them. Occasionally I'll get someone who wants to go to a club or a bar, but this one was different. I [...]

What I Discovered in an Old Christmas Video From 2009

By | January 12th, 2017|A Contemplative Life, Faith and Doubt, Identity, On Writing|

Photo by Steve Halama via Unsplash Seven years ago, Maile and I had just gone through one of the most difficult holidays of our young lives. I had just turned 33. We had walked away from a failing business, left a community we loved, and moved into my [...]

When Maile is Away For Five Days

By | January 11th, 2017|A Contemplative Life|

Photo by Viktoria Hall-Waldhauser We have an old house, and the cold leaks in around the windows, the bottoms of the doors. There is an old chimney behind one of our walls, and if you press down on the carpet the slightest of chilly breezes creeps in under [...]