On Letting Go

Halloween is a time of the year when we make fun of our fears. The haunted house. Goblins and ghosts. Black cats and ravens. Death is in the air. We don’t often contemplate our mortality until it’s foisted on us by tragedy. And even now it masquerades as children’s...

A Rite of Passage

Two weeks ago I received a phone call from one of my sisters. She was in tears. My 94 year-old father was dying. I found myself crying, too, and made arrangements to leave to be with him and my family. I wasn’t surprised by the phone call. In fact, I had been...

Life From Death

Last weekend while hiking in the nature preserve near where I live, I noticed hundreds of young piñon trees sprouting up in the forest. They were growing in the vicinity of the decaying remains of the piñons that died about a decade ago from the drought and bark...