Monkey Poo The Saffron Cross manuscript is due to Upper Room Books in one month. This means that the next 31 days will be consumed with reviewing, revising, rewriting, and polishing 54,000 words. It’s like scooping monkey poo with a whisk. Writing a book is not …
In preparation for a presentation at my weekly creativity group meeting, I pulled together some excerpts from the sample chapter of Saffron Cross. The following is the book’s summary and pieces from the chapter on our Indian ashram honeymoon. I look forward to your feedback–good, …
This essay was published in July edition of Saathee Magazine. It is available in print at your local Indian/South Asian grocery stores. Finding God in Unexpected Places By J. Dana Trent, MDiv India has an age-old system of monkey versus human. Monkeys perched on market street …
Thirty years ago tomorrow I was born to a 41-year-old nurse (Mom) and a 35-year-old recreational therapist (Dad) in a Los Angeles suburb. After arriving, my parents determined that my skinny legs, dark skin, and black hair made look like an Iranian bird. A few …
Today we ventured out on the other end of Vrindavan’s parikrama, the dusty road that circles the city. We walked one hour to Pagal Baba temple, a palace-like structure visible from the rooftop of MVT, the ashram where we are staying. The journey to Pagal …
After yesterday’s adventurous three-hour car ride from Delhi, we have finally arrived in Vrindavan. The journey here was overwhelming. Fighting the Delhi traffic, morning smog, people, horns, rubble, trucks, and animals was more difficult than I had anticipated. Vrindavan is far more peaceful than Delhi. …