Monthly Archives: December 2010

Yucca Valley, California.  I walk into a coffee shop and within five minutes I’m sitting across from a lady who’s reading my aura and numerological life path and accessing my Akashic Records. Things are different out here on the fringes … Continue reading →

“I have been searching for this coffee shop for like 8 hours,” I say to the barista.  He looks at me with an expression of perplexed disbelief.  “I didn’t know it until five minutes ago,” I clarify.  “But this is … Continue reading →

We’re up with the sun.  Pascal climbs out of the car and laughs.  “That doesn’t even look like a fire!  It looks like someone put out a cigarette.”  I yawn and stretch and gaze out over the crisp morning ocean.  … Continue reading →

Back at the hostel, I give up on meeting anyone and head down to bed.  I poke my head past a curtain between rows of empty beds, and I am surprised to see a guy rummaging through a bag on … Continue reading →

I climb the hill above Berkeley and eat an orange.  At the top, past the UC Botanical Gardens, I reach the peak overlooking Berkeley and Oakland and San Francisco.  I can see the Golden Gate Bridge as the sun splashes … Continue reading →

Bear Valley, California, three months back.  I’m standing on the side of the road 25 miles up highway 4 from Arnold, trying to get to Tahoe for the night and ultimately on my way to Miami.  The cool wind riffles … Continue reading →

The streets of San Francisco.  I spend my first evening in the Marina district, visiting Allison.  After we share a couple rolls of sushi, I wander down Chestnut Street while she takes care of some errands.  I dig into my … Continue reading →

Raindrops crawl down the windows like drops of saltwater down a cheek.  Sheets of gray sweep through the pines, and the needles droop with silver orbs that reflect the spherical world.  Inside, two logs licked with flames crisscross within the … Continue reading →

Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness. —Kahlil Gibran As you read, please listen to this song if you are able to do … Continue reading →