My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

  About a month ago I was sleeping in a tree. My room at the village of Olon along the Pacific coast of Ecuador was built ten feet of...

  A dancer and ballerina met in a dance company and quickly fell in love. When they danced together it was if a grand drama played out ...

A forgotten archive appeared recently on my computer. It was simply titled "Poems" and by chance I found it on one of my backup...

These days I arise before dawn for breakfast. After the sun touches the horizon, nothing passes my lips until night comes. No food or wat...

The sensory experiences of the Pacific Ocean have come with me 3000 miles (4800 km) from Puerto Lopez, Ecuador to Santa Fe, New Mexico. Tho...

“Home is where the heart is.”  Sometimes when I am traveling across the world, I find myself in an exotic place that so captivat...

“When the baby looks around him
 It's such a sight to see
 He shares a simple secret
 With the wise man
 He's a strange...

I am an artist and particularly notice patterns and textures of life. I can feel blessed and happy even in poor, chaotic environment...

Television has disappeared from my life entirely in Mexico and I don't miss it. Time is spent being creative—painting, shooting st...

A great joy of travel is surprise. For instance when I decided I wanted to visit Egypt, it was not long after 911. Several of the terroris...

  I am among Mexicans now. Each day I walk the cobbled streets and walkways of Guanajuato City where I am living. All manner of people ...