Going Alone

The price of admittance into the venue and arena of life is the effort and labor of our parents in conceiving, bearing, and bringing us...

Just every once in a while...every so often...I'll spot the Indifference between the moments of my daily life. For, while the Nothing...

Life is a little like coming awake on an island beach, naked and screaming and vulnerable and weak. The natives here do care for us, and...

"...and the very slope of the hill on which my house is placed, seemed to say, Forward!" -Henry David Thoreau I accept life as hard. I...

Whenever I strive, I always fall short. For the fact of striving makes me miss the mark. It would be better to become educated, without...

As a young man, my ideas resembled the ideas of others, and my writing was an imperfect transcription of what I'd learned. My time then...

I began my life as a young adult finding things along the way. I went out from the circumstance I knew into life which was not yet mine,...

Before I was alive I'm pretty sure I simply did not exist. Oh sure, the stuff of which I am made was around, and the energy which courses...

There's this world where I live... And where others like me live. We are there together always. Such a nice place: with the things we...

Emily has produced another drawing for the book. This is an image of The Path of Wildness, which begins and ends nowhere, and is the...

I'd stay where I am, like those before me, and those who are now with me. It is the smart thing to do. To settle down with work, and buy...

I've always been one to notice the hole in the fabric of humanity, where one may press through a finger to the place outside. You can...

I have long dreamed of a nice, personal room where I can work. A little office at home where I can set up a desk and chair and my stuff,...

The Great Indifference exists wherever we are not distracted by ourselves. It is the substance of the universe that isn't—not empty...

There is so much to occupy the time of life. So much to do. So many people to know, and love, and pass the time together with. One thing...

For what reason is temperance a virtue? Why do the sages live in austerity, and the desert fathers forsake the world, and the poet love...

It is not easy to not watch someone else struggling with life. I am not referring to not seeing them struggle, but not watching them do...

In his book Walden, specifically in the chapter titled "The Ponds", Henry David Thoreau describes the seasons and moods of Walden Pond as...

Morning is a time to remember the people in our lives. If not our very first thought, then at least after we are fully awake. Recall each...

Such a long hike to get here, now. The place where I set out from is invisible beyond those distant hills, a memory of setting out from a...