project "livin' wild, livin' free" is on!  an excerpt from the latest blog post...

"...In my civilized life I have been a disrespectful wimp, seated mornings by an electric heater sipping the fruits of some distant land, nicking the planet with one more blade of selfishness, oblivious to the destruction wrought by my Madison Avenue-conditioned lust for comfort and sensual delight.  But out here there is no switch to throw, no means of playing god to transform night into day,…

What are you giving up in order to keep what you're not willing to give up?

There's a petroglyph in my front yard.  It is etched upon a large piece of local volcanic stone.  There is depicted on one side a man figure with a bow firing an arrow at another figure, on the other a spiral and a sun sign.  The peoples who inhabited these mountains were the Miwok of the Shoshone group.  In his book, 'The Handbook of California Indians completed in 1911, Alfred Krober the pioneering anthropologist stated that wherever he found petroglyphs the local people had no knowledge…

Silence and patience often sound the same.