Putting Away Childish Things

I’m having revelations about the past this week. More specifically, I think I’m starting to understand what it means, what purpose it serves, and what I’m going to do about it. I think one of the big problems that my parents faced in their later years is an inability to let go of the past. […]

On Eden, and Grief

Oh, hi there, Ghost. I haven’t published anything in a while, I know. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been writing a ton, but it’s either been a load of navel-gazing horseshit, OR…well, no, it’s just navel-gazing horseshit. But this subject is relatable, and I think I will publish this one, not that anyone really reads […]

It’s a Crapshoot

As I near the close of my third year in Portland, I’ve been doing a little reflection. Have you ever had a run of bad luck, Ghost? Maybe you have. Or maybe you don’t believe in luck? I was always pretty sure I didn’t believe in luck. I always believed that we make our own […]

Fanning the Flames

Portland is currently a hellscape, the very embodiment of Dante’s seventh circle of hell. I say seventh, because that one is violence, and people here are definitely choosing violence in the streets this week. We are in the middle of a multi-day streak of temperatures hovering just over 100 degrees. In Albuquerque, this was normal […]

Return to Paradise?

Back in the summer of 2005, I worked for a season in a place that is arguably the most beautiful spot in New Mexico: the Valles Caldera National Preserve. My mentor that summer was a wonderful woman, Dr. Anastasia Steffen. She had one of the most sparkling and iridescent souls on the planet. I say […]

The Penny Drop

Oh, Ghost. She’s lovely. She’s perfect. I adore her. Her name is Penny Electra, and she’s the new love of my life. She is a “Torbie” (tabby x tortoiseshell), with the tabby “M” on her forehead along with a beautiful copper meteor streak. Her beautiful tabby stripes are gray and light gray and copper. She […]

Mutiny on the Bounty

As if the universe read my last post and saw fit to smack down my self-sabotage with some REAL sabotage, three days before I was supposed to pick up little kitten “Bounty” from the foster home, I tested positive for COVID. So that’s enough of THAT bullshit (the self-sabotage, I mean, but also the COVID). […]

The Bounty Hunt

Oh, Ghost, I hope I’m doing the right thing. I’m adopting…no, correction, I have adopted a kitten. Her foster name is Bounty (her brother is Brawny – the Napkin Twins). She is 7 weeks old right now. I can’t have her for another 9 days because she’s not yet two pounds in weight, which is […]