Backrooms of the heart
We can be redeemed only to the extent to which we see ourselves. -Martin Buber And that’s the problem. Who goes looking through the backrooms of their hea...
Category: Spirituality
Saved
Blossoms bleed in the churn of ocean winds. Hearts die for want of flight. Visions evaporate. These are things you understand. But one dawn a bird flew past you...
And what of families touched by suicide?
No, touched doesn’t name it; more like being struck by a semi load of girders. And some families are struck more than once. A few days ago a man I knew died by ...
Where I interview an aging man who hopes to pass a life exam
Lac Ste Anne, Alberta December, 2016 Life is short, but how trite to say… What do you mean? I mean we say this but rarely think it through, which makes it hack...