About Me

Zig-zag yogi since Jesus was a cowboy. My home town was destroyed by 15,000 earthquakes.

I live by the motto “when the shit hits the fan, keep your heart open” (courtesy of Pema Chödrön). MMMV.

Despite the internal detours I have not wandered the thickets of indifference. I credit the dual goads (not goals) of fathering and spirituality (I am secular Buddhist).

To stalk my #realface, read my office burn out story, my eulogy to Prince, and my other memoirs.

I wrote you some poems too. Poetry wants to be free.

Minor mania and shape shifting abilities.

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