Backdrop

Backdrop

In late July this past year, on a clear, cold winter night, I sat on the west-facing precipice of a still warm cliff, waiting for all the light to wash away. I had enjoyed the silent company of several others, who gradually retreated to camp as the darkness pressed...
Invisible Means of Support

Invisible Means of Support

While driving around a frosty New Zealand landscape last year, I listened to a podcast interview with Richard Rohr. He said that he fears we are on the verge of a tsunami of baby boomer men who will contemplate suicide as their performance-driven, individualistic...