Scrunch…, scrunch…, scrunch… I look down at my feet as they gently pad the snow covered trail along the near frozen Des Plaines River in Thatcher Woods. It is frigid cold and I can see my breath. Just 24 hours earlier I had been walking the high desert in Joshua Tree California, a final amble… Read More
(no.6) new day rising
“All is flux, all is change, nothing is permanent…” Some lessons of the Buddha are harder to take than others. I’ve been thinking a lot about this lately. After what had started gloriously, our summer quickly became one of the most challenging times of our lives, with death(s), injuries, and serious illness throughout the… Read More
(no.2) Anger…
(no.2) ANGER IS AN ENERGY: THE LIBERATION MUSIC OF SLEAFORD MODS Recordings “T.C.R.”/”LIVE AT SO36″/”ENGLISH TAPAS” I must confess that the first time I heard Sleaford Mods I felt like Butthead saying to Beavis as they were watching Rage Against The Machine, “Woah! Beavis, this guy is so pissed off!” Indeed, the Lp, “Austerity Dogs” (2013), was… Read More
(no.3) Doubt, Change, and Trust after 50
When we’re young, the phrase “middle age” usually refers to our parents, and contains a sort of a built in, abstract quality of something vague, distasteful, way out there in the distance. Lo and behold, college, a partner, a kid or two or more, and voila, here YOU ARE. Welcome to your life. The speed of… Read More
(no.1) These Days (joy is deeper than …)
No. 1/march 2017 “These days”(Joy is Deeper Than Hearts Agony) Last weekend I sat with my Dad in the Memory Care Unit at Belmont Village and rubbed lotion into his hands. Within minutes, he was asleep; though I continued– we were peaceful. Having late onset Alzheimer’s has robbed him of most of his ability to… Read More