We visited the St Joe’s Silver Beach Carousel while on vacation. St Joseph is situated on a bluff overlooking Silver Beach. The beach is aptly named. Gazing west toward Lake Michigan which shimmers, a mystical presence, I am reminded of the “goodness,” to risk saying it plainly, of “the love” which is inscribed into life….
Tuesday morning and what to write? Words come and go in the mind, and I continue to find inspiration, hope, and sober realism in these lyrics. Am I as happy as my organism can reasonably be, as “happy” as allowed by the universe, which heals and challenges? Probably… What is to be done? What…
July 5th. Yet another Independence Day experienced and consigned to memory. We American’s are urged to experience feelings of dedication, of fond attachment for our country especially at this time of year. As in past years, from curbside I witnessed the Wheaton 4th of July parade. I’d wager this parade is exceptional for the…
Back at last. Ten days in France became twelve. The airline cancelled our return flight. The lesson was learned which I suppose all seasoned travelers know. When reservations are upended by circumstance one thing alone matters, – to hash out the details of an alternate flight yourself. The airline is unlikely to independently reschedule…
The Other mirrors the Self –the Other is our witness. The Other completes the Self –the Other gives us the key to the perception of the oneness-of-being. When we speak of being & consciousness, we point to the Self; when we speak of bliss we implicate the Other. The acquisition of language falls under…
According to legend, Helen of Troy was ‘the face that launched a thousand ships’… I have no idea whether Homer’s Iliad reflects actual events, or whether it is a tribute to the mind of a brilliant story-teller. The tale of a prolonged conflict between the Greeks and a city state is profoundly human, psychologically…
IN SLEEP WE DREAM of only two forms of government – anarchy & monarchy. Primordial root consciousness understands no politics & never plays fair. A democratic dream? A socialists dream? Impossible. Only kings & wild people populate my night. Monads & nomads. But in a dream we are never ruled except by love or…
Oh, you nostalgic liars,you avaricious ones! You, without innocence in your desire:and how you discredit desiring on that account! Truly, not as creators, as birth-parents,or as revelers do you love the earth! WHERE IS INNOCENCE?Where there is will to childbearing. And he whoseeks to create beyond himself, has for me the purest will. WHERE…
Sunday arrived early in my case. Was it that two hour nap which I enjoyed yesterday afternoon? Or was it a melange of current events in my subconscious which aroused me at 5:30AM today? Impossible to tell. Anyway it’s a typical chilly mid-western spring day, brilliant sunlight, and everything fades by comparison to the…
And as strong winds we will live above them, neighbor to the eagles, neighbor to the snow, neighbor to the sun: thus live the strong winds. And like a wind I will one day blow among them, and with my spirit, take the breath from their spirit: thus wills my future. Truly,…
