Saturday. A day begins without oppressive humidity which invites outdoor activity. A promise of a pleasant and congenial session for the Batavia Farmer’s Market. Summertime’s weekly opportunity to gather with others on N. River Street parallel to the river is the counterpart to the Agora, a public square where commerce, where the forming of…
I have agreed to facilitate a course of discussion about the Tao. Tao is an ancient Chinese concept of life as a way, a journey. Whereas this has interested me for some time, I am eager to discuss Lao Tsu’s verses with other adults. A discussion is sure to be open-ended. The text, being…
More remains to be said about the Kentuckiana Pride celebration event. In the interest of disclosure, I am retired, a “straight” male, and a recovering Christian fundamentalist. That last element still has weight, even after all of these years. My upbringing is still in view even as in a rear-view mirror. Our day was…
After returning to home-base in the Mid-West I now am able to consider the weekend that we spent in Louisville, Kentucky. Our family has visited Louisville a number of times to be with old friends who reside there. Also, we support the recognition of the LGBTQ+ community for Pride month in June. Louisville features…
Sunday morning is relatively quiet at the Marriott Bonvoy where we are staying. Louisville is in the South. Sunday is a traditional “day of rest” in the South. This is a reflection of the fundamentalist Christian history of the area. English Protestantism left a deep mark in this part of the country. I am…
Stop! Stop! Think for a moment. Light that left a distant star before your ancestors had language, only now is arriving before your eyes. The planet hurtles around our star at 67,000 miles per hour while I sit here drinking my hot beverage. You and I are living at a time when so many…
But you’ve gotta make your own kind of musicSing your own special songMake your own kind of musicEven if nobody else sings along. Once more lyric and melody by The Mama’s and the Pappa’s emanated above us at Starbucks. The voice of Cass Eliot was arresting. We interrupted our conversation to agree how much…
Saturday arrives. Brilliant with sunlight, a retention pond just outside Starbucks is full with recent rain, the surface dances white light, a plate of diamonds. Today stands to be a full one. The “big event” will be the pig-roast late in the day. A family member (who constructed the roaster over 20 years ago),…
Wednesday, late afternoon, I am thinking about multiple realities. I mean the singular fact, – “the real” is co-dependent upon the mind! What reality do you prefer? There is no single univocal, granite-like “real” no matter how comforting this ancient intuition has been for us. What’s real – is a feature of the synthetic…
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…
