The day dawned with spring sunlight streaming through the trees. I left for a short 5 minute drive to the outpatient lab for a fulfillment of a blood work order. For a diabetic the quarterly blood panel work up discloses the balance of health, or a possible downward spiral… I was met in the…
Today, Saturday begins almost as if the abstraction, the day of the week label is useless, without significance. The routine of work, the necessary expenditure of effort with others, to meet basic needs, — having been interrupted by a quarantine, any day seems like any other. The distinction is lost, of work schedules texturing…
Waking at my usual time, I confess being disoriented. I admit that my blood sugar was very low. On that account alone it is not surprising that my body, felt like it was Sunday. The calendar reads Tuesday. Well informed individuals know that the mind’s function depends upon the brain. The brain is an…
Social distancing, a general quarantine for good reason; the coronavirus, extremely infectious, has no treatment. If infected, one has minor or no symptoms. Alternatively after days of fever the virus progresses for replication in the lungs, requiring a ventilator to keep one alive, until one recovers or dies. What more motivation would one need…
It occurred to me that my Easter related commentary, no matter how heart felt, was certainly obtuse, and irrelevant to almost everyone who might happen upon those paragraphs. Religious categories, theological language does not figure in to the lives of my contemporaries. Easter as a religious event, to remember a resurrection, something that continues…
Granted it is unusual for someone who insists that Jesus is not God, or ‘a god’ on Easter morning to nevertheless be a fan. Yes, I am a big fan of Jesus, one of his proponents, one who is convinced by his message and by his style of encounter with his contemporaries …. Just…
Easter. The morning itself is straight forward enough. A soft light suffuses through the thin grey cloud cover. The green of spring under velvet light, light without shadow, no sharp edges, strikes me as as it should be. Things are not as they should be. Shadows abound, there’s blood, and one must take unceasing…
That word describes the response of the germ of life to the sun’s warmth. We see it all around this time of year. I noticed it yesterday. My camera helps me to be more careful as I take note of how fortunate it is to be alive to see all of this happening. The…
The day passed with no more than the usual fretfulness over the prospects of staying healthy. Also, hoping, praying that the economy and society will be intact, when the quarantine is lifted. I did the usual seasonal chores around the house and yard. It never occurred to me once that today was Good Friday. …
Waking this morning, I remember what it was like to awaken as a child. Children are permitted to live in an idyllic world. They are cared for, they are at the beginning of a long learning curve, of all that responsibility entails. With responsibility comes stress. Stress is what it is like to be…
