A Curandero's Workbench

Happy New Year from a man  who accepts that "new" isn't necessarily any different than the old.  I hope all my loved ones roll...

Dear Elena and Veronica, I left you for three weeks this summer to be curious.  I came to Mexico because when I was your age I called mys...

I got a Veteran's Day Hangover.  I waited all day to share my thoughts so that our soldiers could have a day of reverence.  But it left...

I've never really considered how profound it is to be asked to confirm, the responsibility to reinforce someone in a choice.  I have a...

There is sadness that comes from the realization that changing the world on the grand scale is not in the cards for me.  Not in the way I ro...

The idea of entitlement and privilege haunts the conservative mindset and antagonize the socialist's.  There is an appreciation for the ...

This is my first encounter with feeling inspired to collaborate with a Saint. “He who works with his hands is a laborer. He who works wi...