Blog | Dan Hines

Demons for Tea...

Kelly is a gifted and compassionate yoga teacher. She was my yoga teacher for the past two weeks at The Haven. Art Credit: Susan Sorrell...

My Frayed Fabric of Fairness...

These past weeks, we begin our experiment of co-operative housing and intentional community life. It has raised to the surface a set of...

Flipping the Pile...

My cherished friend and mentor has written these words: a helpful description of what the season of spring reveals. …Before spring...

Locating North...

A friend invited Robyn and me to a dinner party last weekend. It was not a typical social: requiring the usual small talk about our...

Connecting Dots...

A dear and wise friend wrote to me yesterday after posting a more general update on Facebook. He experienced a seizure a few weeks ago....

The Secret Office...

Every few years I find a mystery key on my key chain. Perhaps it is because I have moved several times over these past decades. For the...

Digging and Gnawing...

I repeat myself. I am not sure if I ever write or say anything that is ever novel. I continue to dig up and gnaw on the same old bones...

The Direction of My Grain...

I loved the smell of my high school carpentry shop. The shaved wood and sawdust emitted this odor of earth and life. Alas, they say...

The Wattage of My Heart

I often listen to audiobooks and music on my ipod when driving. Now, my older Toyota lacks the ability to plug in my ipod directly into...

Ice Breaking Beneath My Feet...

Breaking the ice… this moment of finally sitting down and starting to write this initial blog post has been thought about for some time...

Breathing Like Stone...

The title for this blog, Breathing Like Stone, is one that I stumbled on. It arose for me from a reading from Mark Nepo’s wonderful ...