As promised, I will interpret the dream as narrated for you in the previous post. I assure you that my interpretation will be wildly different than yours, and with the right mindset, you can draw value

Image created with Artbreeder. I'm trying out something odd this week. I'm going to share my dreams, and what I think they mean. | Daily thought-storm for April 6, 2020. | Hey folks, Ever since

Privilege, Honesty, and Balance | Daily Thought-Storm 2 Woe is me, reader. I have to wash my clothes by hand again today. This town’s still closed for business, and my apartment contains no laundry machine,

Once upon a time, I had a stomach ache. Shouldn’t have drunk that kefir, it was rancid. I killed all the beneficial bacteria by pouring piping-hot water over it. I’ll have to throw out three weeks’ worth

(Originally published in The Startup on March 27, 2020.) A few weeks ago, I turned up in a village called Arin in the Sacred Valley near Cusco, searching for a mysterious wizard by the name of Taki. At

Where am I going? It’s not that I’m lost, but I need to visit the question. Between the cocoa techno party the other night and bushwhacking up the mountains that morning, I must have made the decision

A woman with five heads came to Casa Intihuatana and transformed the air. From a muffled stereo the heartbeat of Latin America resonated through me until it was all I cared to listen to. El Bújo, Weval,

Dream Journal | February 7, 2020 Enormous fish, they were catching enormous fish and leaving them by their vehicles at the gas stations, the fish were choking without oxygen as the men filled their tanks,

Where am I going? It’s not that I’m lost, but I need to visit the question. Between the cocoa techno party and bushwhacking up the mountains, I must have made that decision. In the end, it’s always a decision

I ask her, "Do you know what you want?" Her mind goes somewhere far away for a moment and then, "Ya. Ya, I know. I didn't before, I had hints even on the plane here. But ya, I have something

When I knew that the spirits were attendant, I went to the river to speak with the medicine. Other travelers and drifters were there, sitting in their own fields of private contemplation. I pass the idle

January 10, 2020 In the roaring twenty-twenties, I find myself craving ordered chaos, and that’s something quite different from disorder. I’m regrowing my ankles, intestines, and knees in a private

Marina Quays — Exmouth — Western Australia, August 18th, 2018, Credit: Adwo “We passed through Exmouth, a place that is experiencing an impressive influx of private investment., A marina is being built

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This story continues where the other left off, in the valley of Zanskar where I test my endurance perhaps more than I ever had before up to that point. It was truly a deadly experience and I was very glad

This story continues where the other left off, in the Valley of Zanskar after passing Shingo-la. It then continues here, where I recap the journey to this point and reach the village of Kargyak. There

This continues where the other entry left off, in Himachal Pradesh on my way to Shingo-la and the valley of Zanskar. I'll be posting these regularly until the entire thing is transcribed with photos and

This continues where the other entry left off, in Himachal Pradesh on my way to Shingo-la. I'll be posting these regularly until the entire thing is transcribed with photos and videos. In the first year

This is transcribed from my travel journals written while trekking through the Himalaya in the summer of 2014. The photos were taken with a Canon pocket camera.  July 23, 2014 The sun was hot this day,

My friends warned me not to spend all of my good photos in one post, but I'm doing it anyway (forgive me @calendula). There are plenty more for me to share! This is really a sample and I'll continue to