Are we as a country becoming more divided or more unified? When historical decisions are made and elections fall to one party or the other, there is an “in your face” celebration focused at those who lost. When was the last time there was an election for president that was separated by more than a few percentage points in the popular vote? When was the last time there was a unanimous Supreme Court decision on any major decision? It’s usually 5-4, or 6-3 at best. That tells me there are a lot of people who will be hurt, lost, disappointed, and even confused as to what the future holds for them and their beliefs. Where is the leader who has seen his/her cause win, and then truly demonstrated a humility that there are a lot of people who are not celebrating?


John Pickard, Lakewood

This letter was published in the July 5, 2015 edition of The Denver Post

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What the Heart Desires

I came into the room to see my six month-old daughter chewing on a ladybug and listening to Hare Krishna Hare Rama.

I never wanted to be a mom. I’d look at mothers around me with their horde of messy faces and lost shoes. How it took all weary-long morning just to get out the door. And then they’d go around telling people every little cutesy thing their kids did that day. That kind of life repelled me. Where was the depth? Read More

Ascension Will Not Be Televised

Art by Angel Boligán

What is the purpose of governments? They all begin as conquistadors — gangs impeding the free will of others. There is no room for ‘putting the needs of others before your own’ in the current system. Even wearing the guise of ever-glorified democracy, one is reinforced to exercise the ego to its fullest. We as a collective body then become a reflection of our selfish desires and our slipshod intellects, leaving compassion and virtue buried in the dust: inevitably a warring nation, particularly among our own members. Conquistadors of our own hearts.

Is it conceivable for you, individually, to set aside your own irrelevant and redundant politics and ask, “What is best for my neighbor?” And then proceed sans fanfare and gloss, Read More

The Why

Half-lotus in cold dark
Flute bursts from still black mountains
Like divine breath
Namo Ratna Travaya
Homage to the Three Jewels
My song, it comes from within
My song, of birth and death
My song, my center I sing so as to not lose my meaning
Carving its cadences
While floorboards and granite fall away
And the suicide bomber is loved beyond measure Read More

Sliding Scale

Mentality shaky like an ancient mountain on a fault line slipping into the sea and the mountains don’t even speak to me anymore long neglectful of the dust that comprises their mass even when the shadows spill glorious on their umber cliff sides in low winter sun i am laid numb by the trisomy 13 and too premature and still-
births of strangers
sisters Read More