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I try to write, but I mostly edit; I've published poems, but I'm not sure I'm a poet. I love philosophy, but I'm definitely not a philosopher. I grew up in a conservative Christian sect, was an atheist for at least 15 years and now I'm something in between, or probably something else entirely. I believe in the potential of human love and respect our species' deep desire for meaning. My children are my gurus, but I don't tell them because it would go to their heads.

Thoughts At the Outset of Autumn

“... to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.” — Mary Oliver, “In Blackwater Woods” That epigraph... Continue Reading →

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The Cherry Tree and Me: A Theodicy of Abstraction

Evil is the product of the ability of humans to make abstract that which is concrete. — Jean-Paul Sartre This has become one of my favorite quotes. In following radical theologian and philosopher Peter Rollins’ talks (as many of us... Continue Reading →

Diving In(to the Wreck)*

I’ve always taken religion very seriously, and that’s probably how I ended up spending a third of my life as a staunch atheist.   As a kid, I swung between abject fear that I had committed the unpardonable sin (for... Continue Reading →

Live (and Love) Dangerously (Like Jesus Did)

A couple years ago at about this time of year, I stumbled upon Don Cupitt’s 1984 BBC series “Sea of Faith” on YouTube, while researching some philosophical topic or another. I wasn't searching for any scholarly reason since I have only an... Continue Reading →

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