The Slow Lane

I’ve been waving goodbye to my fading life.    I am watching the vitality drain out of what used to be me, and I am becoming unrecognizable....

As happens when one gets old, there is time, to look back into the life one has lived. This can often reveal some surprises, eras enjoyed, j...

I’m an ad hoc monk. I don’t have a monastery, order, abbot or creed. I may be the only one of my kind.  (I doubt it.)    My sole vow, is to ...

I am not I. I am this one walking beside me, whom I do not see, whom at times I manage to visit and at other times.....I forget.            ...

“Deep down in my soul, the flame has gone out.” —       From  “Longest Day”  by John Mellenkamp   I never expected to have this experience. ...

I’ve been sick for a couple of weeks now. It seems that I am suffering from an amalgam of differing ailments; asthma, allergies, stomach flu...

The storm had already broken when I began to write.    I was decimated by the stroke, and further assailed by brain damage. I began the Slow...