Please, with an open mind, listen to Van Jones.
August 5th, 2010 — 11:45am
For those who think that the gulf spill has everything to do with BP’s president and nothing to do with our habits and choices, please, wake up. Please.
Category: Film
Harvesting
April 5th, 2009 — 7:26pm
I watched the movie Gladiator the day before yesterday. I never saw the entire movie before. In the heart of the movie is the image of the main character, a general in the Roman army, running his hands over stalks of grain that is ready to be harvested in his fields back home. Continue reading »
There is a Song Called Winter Into Spring
March 31st, 2009 — 3:16pm
Sometimes he sits
in his big chair.
Sometimes he imagines
that he is transformed
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One, one, one, one.
March 5th, 2009 — 10:58pm
After I wrote my last blog, I spoke to someone about transcendental meditation. I don’t know if TM is a religion or a meditation technique or a relaxation technique. I’m crazy about meditation and I’m crazy about relaxing. I’m not crazy about religion. It’s not that don’t like individuals involved in religion. It’s religion as a thing. Let me say that I listen to religious dogma the way I listened to my parents. Continue reading »
Are you texting?
March 3rd, 2009 — 3:31pm
I was in a restaurant a few weeks ago with a friend and a someone that I had just met that day. I’ve known the friend for several years and he does something that I don’t notice anymore. He has this gadget on his waistband that he uses to give himself insulin before he eats his meal. He started to work the gadget and his friend says to him in a mock reprimand, “Are you texting?” Continue reading »
We chose falling?
February 26th, 2009 — 7:32pm
That celebration that I had last month on my dad’s birthday turned out quite well. I set out some old fashioned oatmeal cookies and a nice hot cup of coffee, and I put them on the table as if he were coming for a visit. I waited for a message that he promised to give me before he went on his journey. Continue reading »
Seagulls, Flags, Breath, Thistle Down, Clouds, Kites*
February 24th, 2009 — 11:02pm
Last autumn I got a message from God. She said, leave your job leave your job and I will catch you I will catch you. My reply was, “Is you sho’?” The response was one that sent my dialect back to the old house in the old neighborhood. The response also came from my fear of looking insane to the rational people. The normal people.
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