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About Steven Mayer

Steven Mayer lives on the North Oregon Coast and enjoys writing memoir, nonfiction, creative nonfiction, and poetry in his sunset years. Beyond his education and professions, he is grateful for the amazing people who have touched his life.

Slip Slidin’ Away

January 22, 2025 by Steven Mayer 2 Comments

Still humming, smiling, finally knowing where I am.
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Filed Under: Featured Writing, Poetry

Elixirs of the Gods

August 29, 2024 by Steven Mayer 2 Comments

Hiking high in the mountains, I seek freshwater streams flowing from glaciers. Cupping my hands for a drink is heaven.
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Filed Under: Featured Writing, Nature, Spirit

A Memorable Christmas

December 15, 2023 by Steven Mayer 3 Comments

As evening approaches, the wind is exceptionally harsh as we walk the two country miles to the village. The stars are so distant, and my hands are cold. [Read More]

Filed Under: Featured Writing

Tiny Corner

July 31, 2023 by Steven Mayer 2 Comments

I am fond
of my tiny corner
of the world: small
towns, beautiful beaches,
artists, writers, musicians.
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Filed Under: Featured Writing, Nature, Poetry, Spirit

Gift

January 8, 2023 by Steven Mayer 1 Comment

He needs nothing except the sun to come up another day to celebrate his quiet presence on the earth.
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Filed Under: Featured Writing, Healing, Spirit

Quantum Skip

August 7, 2022 by Steven Mayer 3 Comments

I think, therefore I am
a Cartesian dictum in western philosophy
asserts primacy of consciousness
mind knowing itself more directly
than the external world.
[Read More]

Filed Under: Featured Writing, Poetry, Spirit

Reunion

February 19, 2022 by Steven Mayer 4 Comments

She senses that something mystical is peeking over the edge of my bounded rationality, and she tries to hide her delight over humbling a skeptic. Just maybe, God has found us in the middle of nowhere, in the dark of night.
[Read More]

Filed Under: Featured Writing, Healing, Spirit

Questions

August 25, 2021 by Steven Mayer 1 Comment

Reflection spawns
penetrating questions
searching further
[Read More]

Filed Under: Featured Writing, Healing, Poetry

Vision of an Afterlife

February 11, 2021 by Steven Mayer 2 Comments

Imagine the “Big One” had come and gone on a dark, cold winter night on Oregon’s coast. [Read More]

Filed Under: Featured Writing, Healing, Nature, Spirit

Nearly Everyone

April 17, 2020 by Steven Mayer 2 Comments

When I engage people, they touch my life and help me to become a better human being. They invariably teach me so much, and life is more fulfilling. [Read More]

Filed Under: Featured Writing, Healing, Spirit Tagged With: beach, greeting, Nelson Bay

More Gleanings

Here Try Some of This Ointment

April 17, 2024 By Watt Childress 4 Comments

We are the Luminaries

August 8, 2023 By Watt Childress 2 Comments

Open Letter for Creation’s Caregivers

June 19, 2023 By Watt Childress 5 Comments

My November 2022 Ballot Choices

November 6, 2022 By Rabbi Bob 1 Comment

One Cup of Tea

November 15, 2020 By Lila Danielle 1 Comment

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Readers’ Comments

  • Watt Childress April 28, 2025 at 11:48 am on Uncle Zech’s Amphibious GestaltAlso, you inspired me to insert a sentence crediting Hoyt Axton with the song's genesis. Many thanks!
  • Watt Childress April 27, 2025 at 10:55 pm on Uncle Zech’s Amphibious GestaltThank you kindly Jim for reading this and commenting. I enjoyed your review of "Sun House" by David James Duncan,
  • Jim Stewart April 27, 2025 at 8:26 pm on Uncle Zech’s Amphibious GestaltNice! Hoyt Axton wrote the Jeremiah song and sang it with great gusto. Life wanders on and I'm still glad
  • Watt Childress April 26, 2025 at 3:51 pm on Uncle Zech’s Amphibious GestaltDuring spring I think of you, and all the May Pole celebrations you've organized over the years. So grateful for
  • Watt Childress April 26, 2025 at 3:18 pm on Uncle Zech’s Amphibious GestaltIn my dreams I sing to the multitudes, with a voice as clear and sweet and churchy as Lou Reed.
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