(Painting by Annie Kiyonaga, May 2019) the life of a woman feet planted on the earth Mother Earth head held high touching the sky...

Story by Joseph Razon (Slightly!) edited and illustrations by Annie Kiyonaga Once upon a time, in the dark depths of the ocean many...

Message espied on a bumper sticker recently…

Years ago, I taught a political science course at a local college, and the main question which emerged during the semester was, “What is...

Here’s a poem, entitled “Who You Are,” that I wrote years ago…Take a listen, and enjoy!

It might seem like ancient history now but the Y2K phenomenon was alive and well, pre-new years, 2000. It was discussed and pondered day...

In 1982, I was introduced to a powerful and beautiful yoga path. I had recently finished graduate school and was feeling a lack, a...

Many a year ago, I would say in the mid-eighties, I was temporarily staying at my mother’s house in Maryland. If I am correct in this...

While living in an ashram (monastery in the eastern tradition) those many years ago, I found myself one evening offering seva (selfless...

web delicate and vulnerable, spider toils regardless, steady… Annie Kiyonaga

stride across this world with shining magnificence courageous and kind… Annie Kiyonaga

path walked with steady knowing that goal is in each moment, here and now… Annie Kiyonaga

This morning, I was talking to a very dear friend. She is someone I feel very comfortable talking with about things that might be...

Going through a separation and divorce is very difficult. I don’t care what anyone tells you. It is a tearing at the fabric of...

(almost full moon rising yesterday evening…) Recently, a beautiful reminder came my way… I work as a substitute teacher for the school...

When I was younger, I had this notion that I wanted to know everything there was to know in the world. Yes, this is a tall order, indeed....

Shri Saraswati goddess prompting beautiful expression golden filaments of words of sounds poetry divulging the ineffable sacred fragrance...

The year was 1971 or thereabouts. I calculate my age to have been 16 and we - my family and I - had recently moved to Panama. My...

A poem written six years ago today… starting anew brave steps reveal a forest of incipient growth along with towering sentinels by way of...

(A poem written a little over a year ago in the wake of Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s passing) there is a wild hubbub...