The Heart Is Where Home Is

The Heart Is Where Home Is

A Question for The Shaman I’d been looking forward to this day ever since I’d signed up for the writing retreat on Lake Atitlan in Guatemala a month before. Now, seated on the patio just beyond the registration desk I looked out to the horizon where a cloud hovered...
Joy is Not a Luxury

Joy is Not a Luxury

Are you feeling happy? Is that even a relevant question these days? Here’s what I’ve been thinking: Just two days before the election (the one that changed everything) I’d been reading a piece the New York Times Book Review about the proliferation of self-help books...
The Path

The Path

Lake Atitlan, Guatemala My first day on the lake, eager to explore, I followed the path along the water’s edge. I’d been told that if I kept the lake and sheltering volcanoes on my left I’d soon reach the road to the pueblo on my right. But I’d barely been walking...
Dreaming on Lake Atitlan

Dreaming on Lake Atitlan

Finding Comfort And Meaning Half a World Away It was like a dream, stepping off the boat and entering a world defined by a glistening blue basin of a lake, watched over in the distance by a trio of majestic volcanoes. The fringes of thatched-roof buildings rustled in...