Play to Win

My dear, this world, its laws, our perceptions, are such a minute part of existence.—Hafiz I see that life is a game. I didn’t know this so I would take life seriously, think that I couldn’t handle it, and thus I would fling myself onto the altars of the...

Calamity Turns Aside

Dear Adventurous Souls, I am turning the The Inner Adventure posts into a book. In order to do this, I returned to the blog’s early days, a time when my outer life crumbled in order to be built anew. Here is one story from that time. Enjoy! If, like the prophet Noah,...

The Stillness of Dawn

This poem by my friend JoHanna Hartwig perfectly depicts this lovely time of year. Solstice   In the sweetest hours of dawn the world hangs in perfect balance.   We dreamers on this plane tell ourselves we are awaiting the sun’s return.   But I ask… Is...
I Am the Child

I Am the Child

I pull the little hand-carved Christ figurine from the box and place it in the manger. Next I find Mary and Joseph and set them on either side of the child’s tiny crib. As I do this my heart both tugs downward and rises upward. It’s an odd bitter sweetness on this...