In relation to some story I've got brewing, I've been thinking a lot about Gods as metaphors for manifestations of power, particularly in specific places, i.e. San Francisco, since that's where I'm living these days. I've been mulling over how systems of power, and therefore metaphors of Gods, don't go away, but lose ascendancy and get assimilated ( Read more... )

1. I'm enjoying wandering around San Francisco, always a bit lost, always discovering something just around the corner. My latest favorite is the children's museum on the top of a small mountain full of wounded crows, hissing cockroaches, and invasive turtles ( Read more... )

Arrived in San Francisco on Wednesday and landed in a big, old house that used to be a commune owned by my friend who died last year. It's been sitting empty for two years. I'm sitting in the room where she used to run her meditation circle. She was the only person I've ever met who talked about and practiced a spiritual path that made any sense to ( Read more... )