Travels

On the Road to 33: Free from Cages

Are trips just breathing metaphors that give us a closeup view of the longer journey of our lives? Every new exploration is unique as a lifetime, but the clinging to people and places not practical—the letting go is as immediate as the desire to hold on sets in.

On the Road to 33: Emerging Purpose

“Just as a white summer cloud, in harmony with heaven and earth freely floats in the blue sky from horizon to horizon following the breath of the atmosphere—in the same way the pilgrim abandons himself to the breath of the greater life that leads him beyond the farthest horizons to an aim which is already…

On the Road to 33: Arrival in India

I could write about the journey to India, of the sinus infection and sore throat I picked up on my last day in New York, and how I spent the 30 hours of plane journeying feverish, losing even more weight than what Guatemalan bouts of parasites this year already claimed. But how to explain the…

On the Road to 33: Leaving Home

Today I leave my home on Lake Atitlan and hit the road again. What has been my home since January has been packed away. I arrived at Lake Atitlan a year and a half ago with just a backpack of things—now I need a tuc-tuc to cart my things around (what’s next, a truck!). It…

Go Deep Sea Fishing in Guatemala for $100

Could we have entered the ocean in a crazier way? Yes. Sure, for what limits hath insanity but that which we impose upon it? Left to the imagination, we could have entered the ocean in a variety of less sane ways. We could have built a gunpowder fueled rocket painted blue and used it to…

Hamster From my Window

In a past more prolific mode, I'd of been doing a lot more online sharing of the progress," The release of Jerry the Hamster." But life serves it's tacos with strange cosmic sauce, and sometimes you switch up your usual order. I've stopped trying explain of life. To drag my metaphor out, I have stopped…

Why I’ll Never Have a Successful Blog

My kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Puttree taught me the most valuable and enduring lesson of all my years of school. She said, “If you had fun you won.”

I put that lesson deep in my heart and I never lost again. But I had a lot of fun. Had to. Didn’t want to lose.