What is time? Is time simply awareness, awake to the incidence of transformation, that everything is on the move, a process of becoming other than “what”, …it was? That is one way to put it. There’s more than one way. No one finds a best way, a single, unequivocal definition of time. Time is…
Monday morning has been grey, cloud covered. Consistent with the forecast, a short and ferocious downpour a few minutes ago. Curtains of rain. I heard the force of water beating upon the exterior roof here at Starbucks. I remembered the final diminutive vegetable seedlings that I planted over the weekend. The tiny plants hold…
Another warmer day! Mid May and the promise of springtime is finding fulfillment. There is no certainty of a gradual transition to balmy days. The swings of heat and cold have been extreme in the past. You cannot count on mild weather, and the body does not “turn on a dime” to adapt to…
Saturday morning is gray with on and off light rain falling. Starbucks has been quiet. It is Saturday after all. At present a few people stand patiently by the counter until their internet app orders are completed. It is a few minutes until 8 o’clock and families will shortly come by. Today the Batavia…
I can aesthetically attend to the very experience of having my experience narrowed. This is, in fact, one of the best parts of climbing—that lovely feeling of having the world disappear, all my worries about my obligations and my finances vanishing. My whole consciousness is lost in complete devotion to this one problem, this…
A day presents itself, Thursday. In the afternoon I expect to join a circle of friends at the Barnes & Noble to discuss the topic of friendship in the light of what Aristotle had to say in the Nicomachean Ethics. Aristotle composed a summation of his understanding of life lived well, a legacy statement…
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…
