PRISMATIST

When I stepped off the plane in Honolulu in the winter of 1978 I was a dazed, pasty-skinned 23-year-old with no return ticket.

As some of you may know, I am a substitute teacher in Arlington schools. 

I hadn’t planned on ringing in the New Year three thousand miles from Times Square.

My Dad is a minister.. many ministers have other interests they pursue with “religious” fervor

It was early in the morning the day before Christmas and Ezra, as usual, was sitting at his desk

It’s not that I don’t give a damn, or that I’m giving up, exactly. I’m just tired of it.

Like everyone else who claims to be a fundamentalist (or for this purpose an originalist) in their chosen pursuit,

In the spring of 1980, I began playing music in the Boston subways

Another day that reminds me of the violence, injustice, and hate we are capable of as human beings.

The poet William Wordsworth wrote of our connection to the eternal. It is strongest in childhood

“Your generation will fix these things for us, right?” my adult daughter asked.

Let’s face it, if you aren’t sharing a selfie do you really exist?

Late one night a few weeks before my sixteenth birthday, some friends and I sat on the end of a dock

My family has raised me with a set of principles that have guided my life since before I can remember.

“Hurry up,” my Dad said as I finished my bowl of Cheerios.

A modern dialogue - Nietzsche and Trump

That wasn’t the plan.

Who would believe that the current measles outbreak in Clark County, Washington had its origins in the former Soviet Union?

Donald Trump is famous as a loser and a crybaby.

Just a few guidelines shaped my chaplaincy in the local county jail.