This Christmas and New Year season, we from Tennessee, to Pennsylvania, to North Carolina, and back to Tennessee. For the first time in 20 years we live back in the United States, and this puts us in greater proximity to all of our extended family.
Tonight has been a night of recovering memories. Star Hill is one of those memories. We are visiting my family in south central Pennsylvania, and a window opened for my 13 year old son and I to travel around the town, visiting all my old
I offer this lovely Christmas poem to you, from a young writer/artist friend of mine, Emily Davidson. Enjoy the context, as well as the art itself. Thank you, Emily. Jesus, Two Thousand Years Later Emily Davidson The scene: a two-car garage at the line where
The following is a Christmas Eve Gift to all of my friendsacross the world. It is my hope that it gives birth to stars of hope within you, as bright as any star that shon that night our Story turned. A chant melody accompanies this,
In a recent issue of Wired magazine, an article was featured that explored attempts by individuals to disappear. By disappear, I do not mean in the magic sense, but rather in the identity sense. From fake drowings, to fake airplane crashes, men and women have
