Meditations

As dawn broke in the east, the moon, emerging from eclipse, neared the western horizon. Across the surface of our perpetual celestial partner was etched the sharp shadow of a…

Watch any five minutes of President Trump’s State of the Union Speech on YouTube, and you’ll agree that he channeled Mussolini for the entire address. From the fixed, jutting chin…

My mother, may she rest in peace (or already be reborn and growing in learning in her or his next life), was an ardent anti-communist. “When the Russians finally throw…

It was sprinkling when I left the house, and 20 minutes into the sitting downstream from Cedar Grove in Chico’s big city park it began to rain fairly hard. I…

Witness the spectacle of Donald Trump, an egregious excuse for the leader of a supposedly great nation (much less “leader of the free world’) crossing the event horizon of the…

Though the fog hadn’t burned off as it neared mid-afternoon, I hiked up-canyon beside the same stream that runs through town. The path is named the “Yahi Trail,” after the…

A long-time friend of this column in Tanzania, where ‘Meditation’ appeared for 15 years until the Arusha Times went under in 2016, emailed me a heart-wrenching question.

“This Is Not A Drill.” No, it’s not. This is what chaos feels like. The fact that so many people ran for their lives in terror in Hawaii on Saturday…