by Eric Alan

April 10, 2021

A sense of being home often settles as dust does. It may land imperceptibly, though its accumulation is gently relentless. One day you may wake up to realize that where you once simply stayed is now where you truly belong. If fortune and choices have both been good, it’s a settling to celebrate. It’s another marker of time’s reliable passage. Time too is gently relentless in its settling and accumulation.



by Tania Carriere

March 27, 2021

Rain boots make me think of my little brother.

He lived his 4th year in a little pair of blue rain boots - they were offset by a bright red cape and a part of his Superman identity - worn at all times except the bathtub. 

They made him invincible... to the rain, to the puddles, to the rules that prohibit fun and abandon.

They have the magic ability to turn “bad weather”… READ MORE


by Eric Alan

March 13, 2021

Wisdom is as ancient and recurrent as waves against seaside cliffs. Wisdom’s continual ebb and flow, its serenity and churn, are always there to be noticed. As with the sea, wisdom doesn’t cease existing if no one chooses to be with its constantly evolving depths.


On stormy days few may watch the sea, preferring the ease of safer but lesser places. Then in brilliant warmth, so many may swarm its shores… READ MORE