The Thunderbird

“It seemed to be alive. And it seemed to know I was afraid. … It was as if it had opened a door into the Cosmos and stood blocking the doorway.”

Read Article →

The Monastery

At a time in my adolescence when religion was unspoken in the small, rural towns of Wisconsin and “monks” were something that existed in another (very ancient) time, the monastery stood as a monolithic symbol of everything I feared about religion. But years later, my mind would change.

Read Article →