The Coming Civilization May Require Consciousness We are told to worry. The headlines speak of falling birth rates, aging societies, economic contraction — a future that grows smaller with every generation. Experts warn of strain, imbalance, even collapse. The tone feels apocalyptic, as if humanity has reached a demographic edge from which there is no return. I understand that fear. I have felt it myself. And yet, when I step back from the noise, another possibility comes int

And the Freedom That Followed There is a particular kind of pride that doesn’t arrive in applause. It arrives later. Quietly. After the noise. After the fallout. After you’ve sat alone long enough to ask yourself whether you would do it again. And the answer, when it finally comes, is simple. Yes. I am proud of what I wrote. Not because it was easy.Not because it was popular.And certainly not because it made my life more comfortable in the moment. I am proud because it was tr

And Somehow Gave Me Everything Yes, that’s me, thirty years ago, searching. If I’m being honest, writing is not something I chose. It’s something I finally found. For more than forty years, I built a career in window coverings. It was good work. Honest work. Creative work. I found ways to express design, texture, balance, and beauty in spaces where people lived their lives. That work gave me stability. It gave me purpose. It gave me a very decent living. And I’m proud of it.

MY BIRTHDAY TOAST TO MOM MOM'S BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION Today, we celebrate a life that has touched the hearts of everyone here. Mom, when I think back to my formative years, one of the clearest lessons I was given—over and over—was to practice optimism. The power of positive thinking. The decision to look for light, even when the world is trying to dim it. For most of my life, I credited Dad with amplifying that lesson in me. And I still do. I’m grateful for it. I carry it with

Neil Perry Gordon Brings History and Metaphysics to Life Neil Perry Gordon is not just an author—he is an alchemist of words, a storyteller who weaves time, space, and the unseen into a literary tapestry both profound and deeply human. His mastery of historical fiction and metaphysical fantasy is nothing short of remarkable, bringing to readers not only entertainment but also insight into the mysteries that shape human existence. With over a dozen novels to his name, includin

Consciousness to Consciousness January 27th marks five years since Sam died. Five years on the calendar—and yet in the deeper register, the one I’ve come to trust more than dates, he is still thirty-two. So young. That age has become a kind of living image in me: undimmed, unweathered, held in the clear light of remembrance. But what I want to say today is not simply that I remember him. It’s that our connection does not begin in biology, and it does not end in death. Our con

The Unthinkable Becomes Possible Oppression turned into kindling. There are moments in history when imagination precedes reality—not as fantasy, but as rehearsal. To imagine an Iran released from the weight of the Islamic Republic and the strictures of Sharia law is not to deny its past, nor to erase its culture. It is to remember something older, deeper, and more enduring than the regime that currently governs it. Iran is not synonymous with its rulers. It never has been. Wh

The Lemurians and Project Hail Mary THE LEMURIANS I closed the final page of Project Hail Mary  and, almost in the same breath, returned to The Lemurians: A New Testament for the Soul .  I’m not finished yet—but the ending is clearly in sight. The timing wasn’t planned. Still, it felt quietly meaningful. These are very different books, built through very different methods. They arise from separate imaginations, separate vocabularies, separate aims. And yet, encountering Andy

DECLARATION OF A NEW DIRECTION TURNAGAIN ARM - HOPE, ALASKA The past year has brought clarity—not the heavy kind that closes doors, but the clarifying kind that opens the right ones. The forces reshaping our world are no longer theoretical. They are present, active, and shaping the conditions in which we live and work. Yet seeing them clearly has not diminished my optimism—it has strengthened it. Awareness, after all, is the beginning of choice. Yes, unchecked greed, fraying