I have worried about something for a few months. My impression of the president has been of someone who is lying. Mind you I am not one who subscribes to a dogmatic definition of truth. There is no one to one correlation between reality and words. Reality itself varies somewhat person to person. It…
Waking before 5AM in the gathering morning light, my mission took me to Park Ridge. One benefit of a early start is once the client obligations are taken care of–enough of the day remains for reflection, and perhaps for a non routine project. During my return drive on 294 I listened to a few…
I took a walk in town around midday. Mother nature was in her fecund glory. I saw the Poppy blossoms from a distance. Red is an arresting color. These three or four Poppy blossoms were blazing with radiance on the side of a dreary street. Most of the rental spaces for small businesses are…
I grew up in North Carolina. As time passes I look back at my formative years as a kid in the 50s. My parents had life long careers working in the tobacco factories. Evangelical fundamentalist religion was the structuring element of our personal lives. In the pre civil rights days most of my friends…
With the news feed always available via iphone it is easy to be tethered to stories of tragedy, large scale vistas of wrack-and-ruin, and the ridiculous. Is not man both the tragic and the absurd animal? For the sake of one’s mental health it is best to forego a glimpse at the news-feed freak…
It has already been a rough week, at least psychologically. We live in our minds, and the state of my mind is like the weather. I spoke with a friend who owns a local cell phone store, a new business. He confided in me that he was relieved that his business was meeting his…
Memorial Day weekend is generally considered to be the beginning of summer here in Illinois. A rule of thumb, anything planted before Memorial Day can be lost to frost. With the arrival of this weekend, it is as if one hears a starting gun. The race begins to capture to the full the benefits…
Once again I am reminded that paying attention, waking up is critical to living well. Perhaps that is why we are here –if there is a why. That seems as good an answer as any to me. Especially since all of the answers to the “why” of human purpose are speculative. Place your bet…
We are co-creators of culture. Culture is the web of meaning received from preceding generations. The way of things, our shared sense of life together is handed off generation to generation. A deeper, wider, more satisfying understanding of our place and time on the earth is received from the artists of successive generations. These…
The sun rises predictably, warm, glorious. The gift of light is the life source for our entire planet. Light precedes us. What are we going to do with life? Will we honor and cherish the wonder of being here, being a center of consciousness? Or are we choosing to plunder? The decision is presented…
