It doesn’t look anything like what you think it looks like. That picture above is my wife, my oldest daughter and my youngest daughter. It was taken about 25 years ago. I met her one evening because I accepted an invitation to have a beer with my best friend and…

This is not about economics I’ve suffered from gout (or something that mimics it really, really well) for twenty five or so years. A few years ago I even had a blood test to try to nail it down. The test was inconclusive. But that didn’t stop the symptoms from…

You’ll fall in love And your heart will be broken. Maybe it’ll be death that breaks it. A treasured parent, or grandparent. Maybe your spouse of fifty years. Or your childhood crush on the day after graduation. Maybe it’ll be the very last relationship you ever have. Or that one…

Building a human being I was in a deep state of meditation. Somewhere in a campsite between the Alaskan border and the Stewart-Cassiar highway junction with Canada’s Highway 1 (the Alaska Highway). A vision was inserted into my thought processes. It felt like I was being instructed by some entity…

Never believe it’s not so — Part XIII So what the hell happened on that island? I think the scientific/medical explanation can really only be that I suffered a break with reality. Likely brought on by a lack of sleep. A short mental health crisis as my friend both believed…

A magical magnifying glass — Part XII I have a tattoo on my right upper bicep. You can see it in the photo above. It’s my own creation, based upon something I found about five years ago on Pinterest and modified, by myself and the tattoo artist who brought it…

Facing the music — Part XI My mind got clearer and more stable as the day wore on. I even ate a decent dinner. Then I logged most of the highlights of the previous twenty-four hours in my daily camping spreadsheet. Just before dark I heard a noise and took…

The conundrum of life on Earth. For a very long time now I’ve felt my role here on earth changing. I grew up in a Catholic household. The fifth of six children, and the only boy. I’ve always fit the stereo-typical definition of a highly sensitive person. I’m deeply introspective…

Returning to reality- Part X After spending most of the day in and around Skidegate so I would have the best possible chance of getting on the ferry they loaded us up for a 10:00 PM departure for Prince Rupert. I was relieved to be heading back across Hecate Strait…