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Hide and Seek

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...

God’s Kids

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

Lost and Found

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....

The Nearest Temple

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...

Clearer Reception

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

Divine Nature in the City

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

Everywhere

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...

Cleansing Waters

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

Practical Guides

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