Soon the light will begin to fade. I’d rather have my say in the morning before the usual responsibilities, the newscasts on NPR, etc. clutter my mind. I prefer a clean sheet to draw my word-pictures for the day. Today was different. It was necessary to be in traffic on I94 at rush hour,…
Some songs seem immortal. This one happened on the radio over the weekend. I am still thinking about it. Standing In The Shadows of Love by the Four Tops was one of Motown’s greatest hits. There is a driving, surging passion in the tune that mimics the tide of life that is reminiscent of…
What? Sounds like a obscure cult? Do Panpsychists have a holy text? Could the condition be a recently diagnosed disease, for which a new wonder drug is being pitched on TV? I doubt you’d think any of those things. You’d be sensitive to the components of the word, pan and psyche. Likely you’d know…
Like many Americans I watched the Academy Awards last night. I appreciate Jimmy Kimmel’s wit, and his fearless opposition to the racist and neo-fascist intentions of the Republican party. On balance the crowd in the auditorium are pro-humanity, and to that extent they are “my people.” The ABC Oscars event presented two high points…
It is raining today. It is also “raining” in Parkland Florida where the funerals continue for the 17 killed in the latest school shooting. No one can grieve for anyone else. Grief is solitary work. No one can imagine the sorrow of a parent who feels the loneliness of having a child murdered. So…
Sunday, in the Judeo-Christian tradition is the “day of rest.” That still means generally that the seventh day of the week is purposed for rest and refreshment. I tend to seek a change in my normal daily routine, enjoy spending time out of doors, and in conversation with my wife. Both of us are…
Ran out of time this morning to post any thoughts. Only had an hour, part of which was spent reading Standing by Words, by Wendell Berry, and part was spent chatting with Reno. Then off to my first work appointment of the day. I was in a funk on a sunny Friday. Felt like…
I thought that I was through with the subject of “time.” But no, the choice is not , was not mine. “Time” is not through with me. There is more that I must say. It is impossible to assess the meaning of time, because we are like fish; we humans swim in the sea…
This morning I decided to sleep in, to get more rest. Typically I arise at 6AM and am out the door 45 minutes later. It is Saturday so why not “sleep in?” The last hour or so of this morning’s rest were interrupted by troubled dreams. So much for getting more rest. I will…
First there was everything else that absolutely existed, and then there was rock and roll, circa 1950; named after a 1934 song by the Boswell sisters, popularized by Cleveland DJ Alan Freed, devolved into Rock N Roll of the mid 60s, music for teenagers, by 1968 expanding into ROCK—- all popular music with roots…
