An infinite possibility flowsfrom the multitude of life’s difficulties:We attribute the feeling of the impossible that dominates usto those difficulties that get in the way! If existence is intolerable, we think,it is because some specific wrong has lead us astray. And we struggle against this wrong.The impossible is lifted if the struggle is possible….
A gray Monday. There are apt to be many of these as the winter solstice is ahead, December 21st. Spring, why that’s just an idea… The idea is one of hope nevertheless. Just this morning I received an emailed advertisement announcing Summerfest 2023. James Taylor is to be one of the headliner performers. Count…
Saturday evening, upon a friend’s recommendation we dined at Villa Verone in Geneva. The occasion for us was to celebrate fifty two years of partnership, a marriage which began in Japan. The year was 1970 and we both were 21 years old. We traveled to the city hall in our section of Tokyo to…
And if it so happens that someone sees chance beside me, that chance should be taken! It is not my chance, it belongs to whoever takes it. No one can grasp it any more than I can. Nothing about it can be known, but it can be taken. But who can see it without…
Deathscape Lullaby Cynthia Cruz Broken crimson Mercedes sedan. Cotton-wood, milk-weed. The taste of cold metal and the repetition of three AM sirening ambulance rides. Yellow cream, three-tiered birthday cake. Cherry lip balm. Pale blue satin shorts and matching jacket with my name embroidered in hot pink, Cindy. Poochie, my childhood beagle, whimpering inside the…
Anticipating the gathering of a circle of friends tonight, for a holiday social. A portion of the day will be dedicated to completing projects of final preparation. The guests are fellow travelers. I need company, others with whom to share the risk of thinking-out-loud. To think out loud is one description of philosophy. To…
And how many new ideals are, at bottom, still possible! —Here is a new ideal I stumble upon once every five weeks in a wild and lonely walk, in an azure moment of sinful happiness. to spend one’s life amid delicate and absurd things; a stranger to reality; half an artist, half a bird…
Uncertain, what to write this morning. Tom, stopped by for several minutes and we exchanged our impressions about “philosophy.” Tom mentioned the slog of reading John Stewart Mill. I agreed with him. Mill was as inaccessible to me as well. I said, that one must pick and choose among the philosophers, selecting material that…
Should I say anything at all about this song? It is a classic Marty Robbins cowboy ballad. Released in 1959 the lyric and the melody convey a heightened tension between the inevitable confrontation between one representing “law and order” the constraints of civilized life, and another, representing the imposition of idiosyncratic preference with a…
Music often elevates my spirit. A catchy tune, and smooth lyrics launch me into a memory, or sometimes rotates the axis of my view point. I tend to interpret reality in shades of gray. I’d like to be optimistic. I work at it. But, my body, the experience that has accrued over the years…
