“All things on earth point home in old October; sailors to sea, travelers to walls and fences, hunters to the field, hollow and the lone voice of the hounds, the lover to the love he has forsaken.” -Thomas Wolfe Looking back over my life, it appears October has been a singular event for me in […]
As the high heat of August crawls not so inconspicuously by, we see the waywardness that is September inching ever so slowly towards an unknown destination. Month by month, day by day we are the ritual that inevitably brings us to October… the season of change and renewal.
“All things on earth point home in old October; sailors to sea, travelers to walls and fences, hunters to the field, hollow and the long voice of the hounds, the lover to the love he has forsaken.” -Thomas Wolfe
In the city of my birth, On the third floor of Beckham’s Book Shop, Surrounded by stacks of books I can only dream of reading every title, Falling asleep on this worn out couch, The musty smell making me dizzy. They call it ‘the city that time forgot’ and continues to forget as we saw […]
For Miriam who never loses faith… NOLA One way to understand the situation between the river, the city and the rest of the country is to see the division the river seems to necessitate, nearly straight down the middle of the United States, […]
We feel as though we’re in touch with something greater than our individual selves; something sacred within that we can only catch a glimpse of when in deep meditation, which leads to a portal, to an awareness of the mystery of our lives. A gift from the universe that touches the masters hands across the […]