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Mt. Shasta, Part 2

I’ve told myself from the beginning, I can go home whenever I want. If I hate it, this traveling life, this vagabond existence, this uprooted way, I can go home, climb back into my old life, pick up where I … Continue reading

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Always Dreaming

SATURDAY: I am sitting on my bed in my studio apartment looking out the wide window that faces the beautifully luminous Mt. Shasta, just eight miles away from here. The mountain, still snow-covered, is actually made up of four volcanoes. Fumaroles … Continue reading

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Rise Up

This is a long one. Sorry. The words totally got away from me. A bit of housekeeping first. I’m aware some folks have not been getting updates, due to the mysterious spacetime continuum weirdness that is apparently part of free … Continue reading

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SLO-Motion

“Evey Freed, how I wish I could have known you!” Last Saturday I drove a couple of miles up the coast from Pismo Beach to Shell Beach, a lovely quiet enclave where I found parking right on Ocean Boulevard next … Continue reading

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Holy Saturday

Back in March, in La Grange, Texas, on Ash Wednesday, the grit of ashes on my forehead, the yeasty taste of port wine on my tongue, I had decided for the forty days of Lent I would “stop arguing so much … Continue reading

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