I’m a lawyer, mediator and documentary filmmaker living in Boulder Colorado.  I’ve always and never been a writer.  Beginning in 2014, I kept a blog chronicling my journey through adult-onset epilepsy called “The Walking Year” (which you can find in the archives of this site).  In 2015 I joined the editorial advisory board of the Boulder Daily Camera and contributed biweekly pieces to that paper until 2018, when I resigned in protest after the paper’s hedge-fund overlords fired its editor for publishing a piece critical of the owners on his private blog (a local melodrama that you can also find chronicled on this site).  So now I’m an unaffiliated citizen with an incurable case of hypergraphia.

Hence this blog. Its title comes from land surveying.   The legal description of an irregular parcel of land is said to proceed by “metes and bounds” – lengths of feet, at precise angles, defining the shape of its ground.  But from where?  A surveyor must derive, from the universal markers of longitude, latitude, township and range, a proven pinpoint from which to start.  Every survey thus calls forth its “true point of beginning,” before chanting a runic round of metes and bounds, and inevitably returns there.

So in this blog, I try to derive my own true points of beginning. From there, for my metes and bounds, I just look around, and keep my eyes and heart open as I ask the way.