Kathy, I’m Lost

The year was 1972. I was living in a house on top of a hill in Mandeville Canyon, L.A., playing the songs of my coming of age in a perpetual loop. There were other people who lived in… Read More

A fourth visit to The Seven Storey Mountain

Early on in his memoir, when Thomas Merton was still an agnostic—at best—he was ill enough to consider death. He was still in his teens, a reluctant student in a parochial school. And here is how his thoughts… Read More

The Prayer of Thomas Merton…

…as sung by my dear friend Kate Campbell. This song has led me through more murky seasons than I can count. Now, as I find myself sorting through all her old CDs while reading The Seven Storey Mountain,… Read More

A visit to the The Seven Storey Mountain

I’m not sure why it has taken me so long to actually get to reading Thomas Merton’s autobiography. It became a best-seller upon its release in 1948 and has remained in constant publication since then, translated into 40… Read More

What now?

My dear friend Barbara called me tonight from Santa Fe. She was staying at her mom’s house, looking out at a desert sky full of lightning. She wanted to tell me that she’d found a copy of my… Read More