poetry

The emperor’s no-clothes

As the stories drift away, As the ideas fade to nothing, You are gradually left naked As a newborn babe, Birthed to a universe That is mysterious, Ever-changing, Pregnant with possibility And silent as to what it all means.

essays

The meaning of life at twenty-nine years

Like everyone, I like to do the things I enjoy most on my birthday. And for me, that has often been a combination of writing/reflection, solitude, hiking, and sharing with community. Today, I will be spending at least part of the day walking around my graduate school campus, making a spiritual goodbye to the place… Continue reading The meaning of life at twenty-nine years