Monthly Archive: August 2015

“Please Continue”

Let me tell you a story. A student once asked Suzuki Roshi: “Can you reduce Buddhism to one phrase?” He replied: “Everything changes.” Some years ago I acquired a copy of Philip Whalen’s book...

In Case of Loss

I bought a fancy notebook for my trip to Alaska. I needed someplace to lodge my sloppy handwriting. Not to mention my sloppy thoughts. Inside the front cover are some blank lines. Above the...

His Name Means “Riches”

His Name Means “Riches”

Last night, in a dream, I journeyed to the Realm of Pluto, where “all the secrets of time and nature” were revealed. I took a lot of photos, but only this one came out.

Please Send Somone

Please Send Somone

A hand-addressed envelope with a real stamp on it arrives in the mail. You almost never see that anymore. At least I don’t. So what if my name on the envelope isn’t spelled properly?...

The Scene of Reading

The Scene of Reading

For all the times I’ve read Moby Dick, I remember next to nothing about what happens in the book. Not the plot. Not any of that great info about whales. Nor any of the...