Radiance - A Novel by Phil Kenney
 
Buy at Amazon

"Until he outran running itself and the sure life of the spirit, moving and not moving, carried on, yes, carried on into the glow that smiles upon birth and death alike. That smiles upon the entire stir-fry of existence." 

Philz Blog

December 29, 2015

The Joy of Disappearing

I first experienced it as a boy running home in the dark on a warm summer night. Moving through the night air with fireflies darting everywhere and crickets fiddling a happy tune, I ran my fastest until there was nothing left of me but joy. Initially, it took effort to get my body up to … + read more




December 13, 2015

Hurry Up

Were Alfred E. Neuman and Mad Magazine to stage a comeback (wouldn’t it be great?!) the cover caption for our time might well read, “What, me hurry?” Why worry when you can hurry? Really, worry is so out of date: we have outrun it, medicated and left it behind. “Hurry up,” is the first commandment … + read more




December 5, 2015

The Weather and You

Check out this remarkable video of our dear planet twirling through space. Recently released by NASA, this footage will take your breath away, make you weep and/or fill your mind with awe. The Earth – A Living Creature (The Amazing NASA Video) 1080p Isn’t this a breathtaking illustration of the dynamic, interconnected systems that have … + read more




November 21, 2015

Living With Insecurity

“XXI. What leads to peace is not violence but peaceableness, which is not passivity, but an alert, informed, practiced, and active state of being.” Wendell Berry, Thoughts in the Presence of Fear Last Friday night in Paris, many people who left home for a fun night out on the town did not return home alive. … + read more




September 1, 2015

Longing, Art and the Problem of Nearly

The scent of Autumn begins to find us this time of year in Oregon. Last night’s storm, the gusting winds, big rolling thunder and oh so sweet rain brought that Autumn feel all the closer. Growing up in New England when October was nothing less than enchanting has left me with a fondness and longing … + read more




August 2, 2015

My son is leaving home

It’s a lesson too late for the learnin’ made of sand, made of sand Tom Paxton Each time I listen to Doc Watson’s arrangement of this sad song, my belly fills with that sick feeling of regret for the many lessons too late for learning and certainly too late to use. At the top of … + read more




July 13, 2015

Time, Creativity and Grief

When my youngest son was in elementary school, we had some rousing conversations walking the dog after dinner. Many of those talks featured mind-boggling exchanges on the strange world of quantum physics and most ended with him calmly explaining to me that time does not exist. Something about the nature of those encounters convinced me … + read more




June 20, 2015

Phil’s Blog Special Edition: Charleston, South Carolina

I cannot fathom how Black people are able to cry. How their hearts can still beat with emotion and love. Were it me who had suffered a quarter of what has been perpetrated on our African American sisters and brothers I’m sure my heart would be numb and deadened as the sidewalk outside my house. … + read more




May 27, 2015

The Self Project and Creativity

Creativity is not the sole province of the artist. Work, relationships and making our way through the challenges and opportunities life presents, requires of us all a creative approach to living that recognizes the uniqueness of every situation, no matter how repetitive it may appear. Even as the routines of the day and the necessary … + read more




April 19, 2015

Does The Human Race Suffer From Post Traumatic Stress?

“I read the news today, oh boy.” John Lennon penned those words nearly fifty years ago. If he were alive today, like a lot of people, he might not pick up the paper — the news is that dreadful. In fact, it is so bad in nearly every corner of the world that it seems … + read more






copyright © 2012-2017 Phil Kenney, All Rights Reserved.

Web design by Rareheron Web Design, Portland, OR