His name was Zenaido. He was the gardener. I must have been about forty, so I was a long way from becoming who I am today. Zenaido was not a physically beautiful human being. Continue reading
Life As I See It
REPENT, THE END IS NEAR
If I think I am supposed to be doing anything but what I am doing now, I’m insane.
Byron Katie, A Thousand Names for Joy
Yesterday I watched a 2 hour documentary called What a way to go: life at the end of Empire. It was impressive and upon finishing it my thought was ‘I should be doing something, but what can I do?’ Continue reading
THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT
The humidity in Salies today is about 999%. It seems like one is breathing warm soup and there is no way to stop perspiring. Everything feels sticky, my face, arms, chest and down to the tip of my toes. Dry is an unknown state. Continue reading
THIRTEEN HOURS INTO SEVENTY
I was born August 1, 1942 so today, August 1, 2011 I have completed my 69th year on this planet. I was born at 8 a.m. by caesarian section so at this moment, 9p.m, I am thirteen hours into my seventieth year. That is exciting. Continue reading
THE OCEAN OUTSIDE MY WINDOW
When you think that only Mozart is beautiful, there’s no room in your life for rap.
(Byron Katie, 1000 Names for Joy)
I listen to the birds outside the window, the sound of the wind in the trees, the chimes by the door as the breeze moves them and am delighted. A large truck rumbles by, clacking, hammering its way down the pavement, an adolescent zooms through gunning his motorbike for all it’s worth, exhaust open at top volume and murderous thoughts fill my mind. Continue reading
ABUNDANCE
A-Bun-Dance: Creating sufficiency by getting up off our assets (and) moving our buns…(Swami Beyondananda, Dictionary of American Politics)
All I have talked about up until now are flowers, as if the whole of life were nothing but an impressionist painting to be admired in ecstasy. 
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BEING ALONE
Have you ever noticed how many people complain of being alone, of having no one, of being lonely? How is it possible? After all there are now over six billion human beings on this planet and that is just supposing that one has never any company from all the other species who share our common home. Continue reading
SILENCE
It is so easy to forget, even in a small town like Salies where things seldom happen (as if anything ever happened other than a thought), that the body and soul have a need of silence and stillness. Continue reading
SHOULD I MOVE?
Frustration. Slow boil. Maybe I should move. Do I want to live in an apartment where I can’t hang flowers in my window? Continue reading
THE GOODNESS OF PEOPLE
The spontaneous goodness of people makes me fall in love over and over again. The wonder of it, as one receives an unexpected gesture or gift that makes the chest expand and the heart open wide and one falls in love forever and ever. At that moment, life is
so beautiful that one would actually be willing to die on the spot, no regrets.
And it can be as simple as a cup of coffee. Continue reading
Writing a life 