It might as well have been the moon. Surreal to a degree that supports the possibility it didn't happen at all, I'm suspended in a slow motion movie without sound. Maybe I dreamt it. A thick haze has spread its blanket and laid full claim … [Read more...] about From the Top
It’s Not About the Summit Anymore
Dreams, ya know? You remember those, right? Like cayenne pepper in the back of your throat, or a hangnail on a dry cuticle, they nag at you. Given the proper combination of elements, dreams become spewing blow torches of fuel, of oxygen and fire. … [Read more...] about It’s Not About the Summit Anymore
The Necklace
The necklace is of gold, like most dreams. Tiny and delicate and really no one ever notices it. Not even me. It's become part of me, connected at its ends by a clasp that has never failed. The clasp must know should it come undone, I would … [Read more...] about The Necklace
Depression: A Mountain or a Molehill?
From my journal on the Grand Teton climb: "Overwhelmed is how I felt atop the summit of Grand Teton. The exertion required to get there, and the grandeur of the view that greeted me were immense. I was humbled by the magnificence of the perch … [Read more...] about Depression: A Mountain or a Molehill?
Tulsa World Cover
Fifteen seconds of fame - the article. … [Read more...] about Tulsa World Cover