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Unite Vegans (Part 4)

Lorne is the first little seaside village James and I drive through. It's really cute with little shops lining the main street passing...

We're driving again, James and I-- on the road again. Willie Nelson isn't singing, but The Beatles are here. James has "Here Comes the...

And here I am now, on a beach along the Great Ocean Road, as I travel with James in his Voiceless 365 van. It's extraordinary. Here's...

We're on our way. After weeks of waiting patiently, I've made the connection-- to James Aspey (see photo). I've been so eager to write...

I'm relaxed and sleepy. The pot of herbal tea with calming herbs that Brenda prepared for me was perfect. I glance up and catch my...

I'm on a clean, quiet local train. Perhaps because of the time-- just before 10 am Sydney time on Tuesday morning, January 21st-- there...

I'm so grateful to be in sunny, balmy, breezy Sydney, Australia. The silent portion of The Silent Project (tSp) begins one week from...

[ding] I blinked. I looked up. The "fasten seatbelt" light was illuminated. The conclusion of the flight from Shanghai to Sydney must be...

I'm awake. Or at least I'm conscious. I'm groggy and stiff and my butt muscles are sore. I return to an upright position and glance...

When I made the decision to fly to Houston to celebrate Mom's birthday, even as slotting in a trip to Texas created some scheduling...