So Small

Up the stone path, at first it’s like a large hill. Like the ones we ran in Suzhou. Towering trees overhead. Gray headstones grow from terraced slopes. The three of us hike through this ancient graveyard. Green moss covers some headstones. A crudely made white ceremonial headdress hangs from a post over another grave. One…

How Do I Feel?

Hair’s on fire Heart’s beating outta my chest I’m a fucking pack of TNT ready to explode Gunpowder from the grenade in hand burns flesh Restful sleep interrupted by fitful nightmares Fists punching me, hard Lashing in… …lashing out Am I still bleeding? Or, am I healing ? This is All so Fucked I’m sacred….

I Ran Into the Sea

I ran out into the Andaman Sea. The beach ran out and as I met a series of giant boulders, I curved out into the warm sea. I literally kept running through water. Behind me, lavender clouds. Before me, expansive sky streaked with yellow, orange. A setting sun. Stopping, I threw my arms to the…

What Wormhole Have I Fallen Into??

Walking into the salad restaurant, I expected to see folks eating. I did not expect to see an entire indoor skatepark with quarter pipe ramps everywhere. Skaters darted back and forth in the midst of a fairly conventional mall–with Chinese touches, of course, of cascading waterfalls & fake monkeys clinging to fake palm trees–as spectators…

The IcingĀ 

The Icing.  More so than snow, it was the ice continuously pelting my face that made this morning’s run challenging.  I deliberately ran into the eye of the storm–straight to the ocean water’s edge on Orchard Beach. 50 mph winds there blasted ice pellets across my face.  “Please, Lord, lash me!” I cried out.  Lash…

The End? No, It’s Only Just Begun…

Summer’s over? Way I see things, the adventure is beginning…Last night’s job offer in Shanghai shows me there is a wide world out there awaiting discovery. I love America. I have become a quasi-New Yorker. I am a wannabe Kentuckian.  Yet, I am compelled to seek. Finding myself alone in many ways, I am impassioned…

Cave Hill

Traveling through Cave Hill Cemetery in Louisville is a journey to a foreign land: historic, opulent, monumental, serene, sacred.  Cave Hill is an enchanted land of hills and ponds within one of America’s greatest neighborhoods–The Highlands. As one travels its winding pathways, there is no end to a remarkable diversity of graveyard architecture and introductions…

Portal

When a portal opens, do you run the other way—or pass through, into the unknown?

Curated Photo VIII

Number 8 in the series… Gates of Heaven At 37,000 feet, we soared over mountain peaks in the Kluane National Park & Reserve of Canada. I stayed up all night taking shots of an absolutely surreal atmosphere–more space than earth. What look like clouds below are huge mountain peaks piercing the sky. A purple arc…

Curated Photo V

Welcome to the fifth installment in my series of ten favorite photos of summer.   Sacred Cedars In the year 816, Kobo Daishi (Kukai) established a center for Shingon Esoteric Buddhism atop Mount Koya–Koyasan.  Today, at least 200,000 people have their remains buried as close as possible to Kobo Daishi, who sits in eternal meditation…

A Curated Photo: Part III

This is the third in my series of ten favorite photos of summer. Enjoy. Third Eye Wat Pho, Bangkok.  Photo opps at this temple complex were endless but this is my favorite. Most would have chosen a pic of the giant Reclining Buddha, which I also have, but I most appreciate this quiet corner of…

Expedition:Asia 2016 Curations Part I

Welcome to the first installment! I was going to begin this tomorrow but I’m looking forward to it too much. Such is the life of someone who has been spending way too much time alone for extended stretches (punctuated by extremely social snippets).  For new visitors, please check out some posts from the past month…