For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.
Before you ever drew breath, death was at work, shaping you. The universe is a web of relationships in a process of becoming. And in this process, life and death are not opposites. Death is not simply something that happens when life fails; the disturbing reality is that at a biological level, death is one... Continue Reading →
It is just over a year now since Dad passed. Time does not heal. All it does is provide more opportunities to keep busy and temporarily forget. But lately I have been wrestling with the concept of death, trying to make sense of a world where one moment you can be here, and then things... Continue Reading →
Arthur Reginald Ruddock (1947-2025) There was a moment, always just before the slam of the car door, when I’d catch the sound of your engine pulling into the driveway. Mom would unlock the kitchen door, and I’d run to meet you—always faster than my sisters—because I wanted the first hug, the newspaper, the moment. Cartoons... Continue Reading →
Tomorrow I turn fifty. It’s not a milestone I’ve dreaded, though I’ve certainly felt its weight approaching. But it’s not the weight of regret. It’s the weight of awareness—of having carried things, for a long time, that were never mine to hold. Of having mistaken anxiety for purpose. Of thinking I had to make something... Continue Reading →
Vapors In The Wind 