Category Archives: my life

Drums of Passion

At some point in my late teenage years, I was looking through a bin of miscellaneous foreign music in the Tower Records store on Broadway in Sacramento, and I came across this album. I don’t remember what about it caught … Continue reading

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Painted Rocks Traveling North

We were walking in downtown Bandon, Ore on Saturday 8/19, and I found a rock painted like a strawberry and camouflaged on a fire hydrant when I turned it over I saw #WCPR painted on the back. I put that … Continue reading

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Earthquake Weather

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next.       Ursula K. Le Guin, The Left Hand of Darkness   “Looks like earthquake weather,” my grandfather used to say this often … Continue reading

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More Thoughts from the Land of WTF Just Happened.

“Tomorrow we shall have to invent, once more, the reality of this world” — Octavio Paz I don’t agree with those that think leaving because of the election is a moral thing to do. It is the practical thing, and I … Continue reading

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Ain’t No Grave

  This sounds like a theme song to a True Detective series. The singer sounds like he has seen hell and has been dragging himself back into the light over rocks and barb wire. The heavy plodding percussion emphasizes the weight … Continue reading

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Floating Mountains

When I lived on Lummi Island, my children were children, and I rose early to take the ferry to work everyday. I would look out the wall of window and see Mt. Baker and the Sisters dark against the sunrise. … Continue reading

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Living in Limbo on Lummi Island: Walking, Working, and Waiting

I am in work limbo and living with a good friend on Lummi Island while I wait for paperwork to start my new job in Lacey. I am working temporarily with my lovely friends big and little at Generations, my … Continue reading

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