Don’t Blame the Dog: A Sunday Sermon

      A Sunday Sermon: I detest Santa Fe.  Something about the flock of soul-seeking, free-spirited white folks who pay into the commercialization, and appropriation, of spiritual enlightenment makes me cringe and, honestly, jaded.  For whatever reason I spend much of my free time in this place.  Phone calls to mom bring me away…

A Wasp in the Garden

I’m not terribly interested in keeping quiet about this matter.  Sensitive yes, but I can’t get to my point without first revealing something awful; besides, I imagine this experience is something that others have seen.  This past week I was asked to participate in a mediation between myself and another staff member, an older man…