Put your music on shuffle--write the name of the first song that comes up for each one. No cheating ( Read more... )

Preface--do not read if you are not interested in a superlong overly corny late night musing ( Read more... )

I've noticed that humility is the one thing in my life that seeks me out every time--the only one who I can count on to call even though I'm not calling, to stop by even when I'm not there. I always want to belive that I am finally at the stage in my life where I can learn without the mistakes-- to invite humility over for once instead of waiting ( Read more... )

I too have a dream ( Read more... )

This week marks for me the another year, an anniversary of this round of existence, and though it is just a day like any other, it has gotten me thinking about where I am going, where I am at, and what got me here. On june 3rd, 1986 AD, the same year that Haley's comet ripped though the atmosphere of this planet and graced our night sky with the ( Read more... )

Hola, mis amigo-s, como estan en casa y en corazon ( Read more... )

Yesterday was my first day in Nicuarauga, and man, what a trip. This place is so different from Costa Rica, it´s really more like Mexico then it´s closer neighbor, although the climate is Costa Rica all the way, except hotter, gracias al dios, and all of the natural beauty of Costa Rica and then some, I daresay. The adjustment to the difference in ( Read more... )

It´s the little things about this place that really get to me. I have ( Read more... )

Hola, mis companeros y companeras! Como Estan? Right now, I am sitting outside, under a fig tree, surrounded by giant prehistoric looking leaves and fronds, thinking of you my dear friends. All of this is right in the center courtyard of the hostel where I'm staying, in the San Pedro district of San Jose, Costa Rica--the supposedly rough part of ( Read more... )

It snowed in Eugene today--the flakes fluttering like confetti pieces from a busted pinata, blown into my face and eyes by the cutting wind, wind so cold it froze my fists even as they pump in front of me, and turned my heaving breath into smoke. My core felt warm and the contrast was so beautiful that I cried...two fat tears that froze into two ( Read more... )