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Severance: Leaving My Shoes Along the Trail, Part 1

I admit to a conflicted relationship with Big Sur, the vast and sparsely inhabited coastal region immediately south of Carmel, California. It is a land of dramatic hillsides and cliffs meeting the sea, a narrow winding highway (often closed for rockslides, or undriveable due to thick fog), an untamed wilderness. As the rugged and raw threshold

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The Heart of Words: On Becoming a Writer

I’ve been out walking the dogs to clear my head, stretch my legs, revitalize my core energy, and find a bit of inspiration. After two days of storms, it’s a sunny day on the mountain. The wind still rockets about the mountainside with unrestrained glee but the clouds and rain have dispersed. Finally. Wearing my

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