Two photos which recently came from the garden. The first are of tiny mushrooms growing in the organic debris at the side of the path. Wikipedia writes that these are Parasola genus of mushrooms. They are the size of an adult thumbnail. Likely the unseen underground filaments extend further than the visible umbrella-like shape….
A cloud shrouded sultry August morning… Another day begins. I realized that I inadvertently missed an appointment yesterday. No matter the note written in my day-timer, my memory is no longer as reliable as in my youth. I imagined the appointment for today’s afternoon. Therefore an apology is called for. I will apologize and…
Today I attended a Memorial Day event at a unincorporated farming community. I understand the town (a cross-roads) has less than 500 residents. However a very important occasion for the community is a service of remembrance for veterans that went to war and did not return to the place of their birth. Many are…
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…
When Zhuangzi was about to die, his disciples indicated their wish to prepare a grand burial. Zhuangzi remarked, “I shall have heaven and earth for my coffin and its cover, the sun and moon for my two round symbols of jade, the stars and the constellations for my pearls and jewels and all things…
Yin and yang reflected light on one another, enfolded one another; created order for one another. The four seasons followed one another, gave rise to one another and brought one another to an end. Likes and dislikes, which draw or repel, led to specific distinctness. from this came the separation and union of the…
Today is the 2nd day of February, Groundhog day. The sky is gray as if a canvas were stretched horizon to horizon. Groundhog day is a wistful anticipation of an early end of winter’s cold. According to the German legend, the groundhog emerges from its borrow and has a look around. If the animal…
My wife asked me what I would write about today. I replied I was unsure whether I would write anything at all on this February 1st. Midway through winter, my energy is at low ebb. I am not one to peruse Facebook, or other social media sites. Still, I am aware of the activities…
I joined an online book club at the beginning of the year. I was motivated by the accountability entailed by membership. At the end of every month a zoom session, moderated by Jared Henderson, a philosopher-convener is offered to members. I figured this was sure to motivate me to read each of the monthly…
The death of a child of any age is an unspeakable grief for a parent. Death is a change that upends our wishes. What I desire one way or another does not effect the circumstance or the timing of the death of those dearest to me. Alex Pretti was murdered a few days ago…
