Mar
16
I had a vivid dream this morning about death and destruction, perhaps as some weird dream way to continue processing the thoughts from yesterday. I was also affected by the many images of destruction from the storms and tornadoes in Atlanta yesterday.
In the dream, I was in some sort of high-rise building with three [...]
Mar
15
We all die. I don’t know whether or not there is an afterlife, and neither does anyone else.
People have a range of beliefs. Some people believe in a heaven of fluffy clouds. Some people believe in a hell of unending torture. Some people believe in a gray space of limbo.
Some believe that one’s place [...]
Dec
28
My father died four years ago today. I’ve been thinking of him a lot, remembering that terrible last week. He had been in and out of the hospital, and we had just finally been able to place him at a local nursing home facility. He was going blind, and he couldn’t keep up the [...]
Sep
02
Chuang Tzu (Master Chuang) was a witty and profound writer - and a bit of a curmudgeon sometimes. I love his parables, and his humor, and his mystical - yet very pragmatic - approach to attunement and freedom from conventional obsessions. He lived in China sometime around the 4th century B.C.E.
He’s my favorite. [...]
Jul
22
Strangely, I find that I am a bit sad to hear that Tammy Faye (Bakker, Messner) has died.
In appearance, she was more artificial than artificial, but there was something endearing about that to me.
I found her very likable, and I think she meant others well - especially as she got older.
I think she was [...]
Jun
10
Richard Rorty has died.
Rorty had an uncanny ability to stare into the post-modern abyss, in which nothing is grounded in the divine or universal, and yet somehow, some way, find a kind of practical empathy that could serve as a beacon in the face of nihilism, authoritarianism and cruelty.
Yes.
Richard Rorty helped me to understand that [...]
Mar
24
I’ve found a poem I wrote in 1978. That makes it the earliest one that I still have.
It’s called Water Sprite.
