About a year ago I announced that a podcast would be forthcoming. Well, I finally did it. And due to some technical difficulties, it launched
If I could choose the scene of my death, it would look something like this: in my home, in my bed, in my sleep. Totally
Death of a loved one. That’s an obvious example. When people die, we expect their survivors – spouses/partners, children, parents, etc. – to experience grief.
Lately, the things that scare me aren’t death or disease. Although given what I’ve been through in the past ten years (lots of deaths, lots
Saturday, October 26, 2019, 5:30 pm – The Kincade fire, a two-hour drive north of me in Sonoma County, is spreading and the wind is
Suffering resides in the space between expectation and reality. I’ll offer a few examples: Expectation: that my son would outlive me. Reality: He did not. Expectation: that