By Paul Fetler I tore the thick packaging tape off the box labeled, Very Delicate Ganesha Statue for our Diwali celebration. Lifting the...

By Paul Fetler My eyes alerted me to the red line emerging on the white plastic test. This feels no worse than a mild head cold. At least...

By Paul Fetler I gazed through the backseat window at the rectangular head, torso, and limbs made of soiled metal and wood. The lonely...

by Paul Fetler My spouse Willie and I lifted the metal lids of three plastic cat carriers. Bibi, Max and Boris’s paws touched our carpet...

by Paul Fetler I glanced at the word Smile! I had written on the top of the lined paper. The same reminder was on top of each of the...

by Paul Fetler There are periods that I have felt I am wearing layers of unresolved shame. During these moments, cloudy moods enter and...

By Paul Fetler Dirty-grey clouds of thick smoke were oozing out of our gas heating vent. “There’s a fire!” a neighbor yelled outside....

By Paul Fetler I have never forgotten when I first read Swami Kriyananda’s book, The Path, the story about when his master Paramhansa...

By Paul Fetler Breezes of peaceful energy, like I never had felt before doing physical exercise, wisped through my nervous system. As I...

By Paul Fetler I have often experienced periods that feel like an uphill battle while meditating. I may be distracted by an outside life...

By Paul Fetler Forcefully, a paw will unexpectedly pat one of my legs, back, forearms, hands, sometimes with affectionate kicking to...

By Paul Fetler I felt like was stuck inside someone’s living science fiction novel with pages that were forcefully scratched, erased,...

By Paul Fetler I could smell the eucalyptus leaves swaying with the Bay breezes upon parking and getting out of the car. My spouse Willie...

by Paul Fetler Although not religious, my mom called Yosemite National Park “God’s Country” on family vacations. Viewing the iconic...

by Paul Fetler Dad would have that spark in his eyes on certain weekends; the peninsula harbor, winds, and white caps were calling him....

by Paul Fetler Recently I heard, seemingly by chance, a financial expert my spouse was listening to, using the Three Little Pigs fable to...