Christmas has become more and more conflicted for me over the past few years. I know I’m not the first person to be put off by the pressure to buy consumer goods for anyone and everyone in my life, but there is more to it than a social critique. It’s the dead tree in the … More The quanderies of Christmas.
Today I drove North on the 1 from somewhere south of Pescadero. Though I watched the sun rise this morning, the winter sun’s light disorients me. It rises so far south and never gets high in the sky. The warm light doesn’t change through the hours and without any drama of high noon to punctuate … More “Matter faced with meaning”