roadtrips

Spirit animals, swimming holes

June 12, 2015 Uncategorized

Some say that Rattlesnake is a harbinger of rain and thunder, a spirit-god who can summon water when the ground has dried up and the crops are thirsty. I say he’s just a guy whose path I’d rather not cross. But cross him we did, the fierce rattle of his tail beads drawing adrenaline into my chest and cuss words out of my mouth as he coiled into a striking stance aimed at my ankles. It took five long minutes to decide how to navigate a wideRead More

Only rock and sun

June 5, 2015 Uncategorized

Our summer of the Weekday Warriors has begun. Friday through Sunday I get up before it’s light and work until the heat of late afternoon, walking the floor of the nursing home until I sweat and ache, counting over 10,000 steps, lifting frail bodies, coaxing heavy limbs to move, fielding orders, savoring tiny moments of connection with souls who are mostly lost to other dimensions, and earning just enough to pay the rent and buy coffee beans. Monday through Thursday, the world is now very different. NoRead More

Any road will do

April 1, 2014 Uncategorized

The radio broke approximately fifteen minutes into the start of our eight-day journey. A sign of sorts, perhaps, but of what? We didn’t know. Only that it served us right for buying the damn thing at Walmart, against our better judgement. Our ultimate destination wasn’t clear. We just wanted out, away, far, distant, detached. Any of those words would do, any roads really would do, as long as everyone was happy and accounted for—that being me, him, and the dog.