I wrote before about a round table discussion of a few days ago. Six of us were asked to explore dimensions of our experience that troubled us, which cause a feeling of dread. A few days have passed. I continue to remember a passionate statement made there by a good friend that humankind is…
Tuesday, the weather begins to slide toward the sub-freezing that we’d expect of a midwest winter. Luigi Mangione was arrested for the assassination of the United Health Care C.E.O., Brian Thompson. Mangione was eating lunch at a McDonald’s when he was questioned by police. Weather, murder and arrest, all are apparent of the day-to-day…
Many men/women may certainly have attained that humility which says credo quia absurdum est, and sacrifices its reason; but, so far as I know, not one has attained to that humility which after all is only one step further, and which says creda quia absurdus sum. The Dawn of Day, by Friedrich Nietzsche, trans….
“Sin” is a tawdry, toxic concept. We’d all be better off, had we not been handed this sticky, absurd contradiction. It is the accusation, the indictment that one is irremediably, morally flawed. One is biased in favor of preservation of the life-force with which one awakens in this world. I know, my description highlights…
We are like shop-windows, where we ourselves are constantly arranging, concealing, or setting in the foreground those supposed qualities which others attribute to us —in order to deceive ourselves. The Dawn of Day* by Friedrich Nietzsche, trans. by J. M. Kennedy, aphorism 385 *There are many dawns which have yet to shed their light.—RIG-VEDA…
Years pass, many books read, lectures, conversations held. I feel unease about my points of view. It’s just that I am the beneficiary of others, the writers, Professors, the friends who have contributed their minds, their passions. All became components, a composition of the sense of reality that I “call” my own. I suspect…
Yesterday I read about an essay by Joan Westenberg. I clicked the link, read the essay and resonated with her words. I have excerpted some of it here. It just seems timely to pass on these good words. To read the eight minute essay, CLICK HERE. We are choking on cynicism. Hope is…
Like you I struggle to regain emotional equilibrium in the aftermath of the expressed will of the majority of my countrymen to cede the next four years of the Presidency to a con-man entertainer, to a life-long molester of females, to an insurrectionist. The White House, both houses of Congress, and the Supreme Court…
In the midst ofthe ocean of becomingwe adventurers and birds of passagewake up on an island no larger than a small boat,and herewe look round us for a momentwith as much haste and curiosity as possible; for how quicklymay some gale blow us awayor some wave sweep over the little islandand leave nothing of…
One of my objectives upon retiring is to read the great works of Homer, the Iliad and the Odyssey. I have purchased several translations with this in mind. These tales remain a cornerstone of culture. Even in Plato’s day the bronze age saga of the great war between the Greeks and Troy was ancient….
