Force, or logos, or matrix or aesthetic, clues pointing to reality.
Saturday with a gentle rain. For the past two or three days it has rained off and on. Meteorologists describe a heat dome parked over the midwest, circulating humidity, moisture-laden air, elevated heat, interfacing with cooler flows, thus rain and sometimes high winds. So, plans are adjusted to the prevailing outdoor conditions; I lingered…
What matters in your life today? What challenges and opportunities will I engage? I have plans in mind. Will nature endorse, go along with my intention to replace the missing bolt in the rotating blade of my Briggs and Straton powered tiller or, – not? Thunderstorms are expected for later today. Nature, that neighborhood…
Vs. 80 Let there be a little country without many people. Let them have tools that do the work of ten or a hundred, and never use them. Let them be mindful of death and disinclined to long journeys. They’d have ships and carriages, but no place to go. They’d have armor and weapons,…
Waking again to the light of a rising sun I have no complaint. I expect today will exceed my expectations. It would be well to expect as little as possible, to have a general, somewhat vague sense of direction. Then I could respond to events, to people, with curiosity, most often with delight. Not…
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…
Vs. 52 The beginning of everything is the mother of everything Truly to know the mother is to know her children, and truly to know her children is to turn back to the mother. The body comes to its ending but there is nothing to fear. Close the openings shut the doors, and to…
“Spontaneously so”means literally “self-soing” or “self-deriving.” We might play with this rather literal meaning…by substituting “sow” and “sew” for “so,”thereby evoking the protean images of “husbanding and cultivating” a world, and “tailoring” of it to suit both one’s own proclivitiesand those of one’s context. Dao De Ching, A Philosophical Translation by Roger T. Ames…
Monday, the sun shines, – a promise of outdoor comfort. I plan to attend to the back yard. The result of ample rainfall is robust growth of all manner of vegetation. A manicured back yard is a singular delight. A seasonal pleasure by my scale of values. I have read about the holographic dimension…
The big hand of the watch face imperceptibly closes to 11am. I am situated at Starbucks, later in the morning than usual. Reflecting upon the situational context of the past evening, certainly I identify the moment when I decided to consume yet one more cookie. Such a moment can be consequential if one is…
Damn, Friday has arrived! Anticipating the weekend, I intend to closeout this week’s projects. The weekend has its own rhythm, – a farmers market, and a Shakespeare-in-the-Park in Geneva. Opportunities to visit with acquaintances, and some friends that await, is a treat. The question is suspended before each and every one of us. What…
