Rob Brezsny is a fine writer. I subscribe to his blog as a vote in favor of excellence, also to endorse his message of self-cultivation. We journey together. I touched on the May 4 Met Gala in a past post. Rob expanded upon my thoughts with eloquence. I will pass on his words to…
Monday at 9AM. In a few minutes I’ll depart Starbucks for home. Waking later today (continuing to battle this congestion) nonetheless a cup of coffee energizes body and spirit for another day. I am not into game playing. I’ve cared little about board games, card games, etc.. Certainly there are reasons for my diffidence…
Another spring day, splendid with sunlight. Maybe I’ll go for a short walk by the river. Today is Mother’s Day and I never could repay what I owe to my mother. She’d want me to pay it forward in any case. Men are tasked to become mother and father, not limited to the socially…
Saturday stands to be one more glorious dawning of spring. I, however am beset with a head cold. I give credit to Fortune for smiling upon me as the medication enabled me to sleep through the night. Discomfort notwithstanding I am eager to experience what the day holds. We viewed an outstanding film last…
The 2nd Friday in May is the warmest day so far in the week. The four “seasons” are linguistic conveniences: spring, summer, fall and winter. Nature is mute, except for us humans. It is our job to label, and we continue upon our crafting of symbols, which fit within the already existing universe of…
Early May is a transition to spring. Spring equates to longer and warmer days. Trees release pollen, male robins sing, seeking a female of the species, for mating and nest building. What is Robin consciousness? Is there a smidgen of self-awareness in the matrix of instinct? Does a robin “feel”, register loss in any…
It is camera lucidathat we should say(such was the name of that apparatus,anterior to Photography,which permitted drawing an object through a prism,one eye on the model, the other on the paper);for, from the eye’s viewpoint, “the essence of the imageis to be altogether outside,without intimacy,and yetmore inaccessible and mysteriousthan the thought of the innermost…
It is Monday, the first Monday in May. The time comes for considering the types and number of vegetable plants which I intend to place into the ground for the growing season. Tomatoes certainly and cucumbers. What vegetables will Finlea, our grand daughter happily enjoy? The thrust of my present, — is dedicated on…
The morning, Saturday features frost. After all May 2nd is early enough; that rotation of the earth’s axis inclining the northern hemispheres toward light and heat is not enough to dispel the condensation to freezing of water, frost. Frost will come and go for a week or so. After which time vegetables will be…
History is hysterical: it is constituted only if we consider it, only if we look at it— and in order to look at it, we must be excluded from it. As a living soul, I am the very contrary of History, I am what belies it, destroys it for the sake of my own…
