Finding Home

Glasgow and Seattle both whisper in my ear and tell me that they could be home. Both places promise me that I can be a part of good things. Both places tell me that I can be a part of wonderful, overlapping communities of people building a future that I want to live in. [Read more…]

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Amsterdam

As I sit here listening to the ragweed and grass whisper next to a canal, I know that this has all been seen before and will be seen again. It’s not exactly the same, because we aren’t on a circle, we’re in a spiral. We’re moving along the groove in the vinyl record, and if the cycles seem like they are getting closer, that might just be because we’re getting closer to the center of the record. I don’t know. [Read more…]

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A Weapons Problem

The kinds of knives that I enjoy tossing in my backpack for a weekend of camping or clipping to my front pocket for every day use are all illegal in Scotland. The fact that these tools are religious items probably won’t protect me in court. [Read more…]

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Wrinkles in Space

Have you ever been to a place over and over again and then suddenly one day, you notice something that you never noticed before? This is one of a group of phenomena that my close friends and family chalk up to “dimension shift”. We say it half-jokingly, half-seriously, because there is a sense of mystery in suddenly noticing these previous invisible aspects of Place. [Read more…]

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The Fox in the Park

As we passed an open park, I watched a fox walk across the grass without hurry or concern, looking like a small, red, bushy tailed version of the all the other commuters heading to their homes, the shops, or their favorite pub. [Read more…]

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Walking meditation

One of my key practices is the walking meditation. Usually, I just step outside and start walking, and if a street or path catches my eye — perhaps a corner I’ve never turned onto before, or one I haven’t walked on lately — I see where it takes me. [Read more…]

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