It rains and rains and rains. It has been raining since I returned and from what I saw of the weather while I was gone (on my I-phone weather button), it rained most of the days I was in Mexico. Continue reading
Life As I See It
WORKING WITH A PURPOSE
I am sitting here in daughter’s house in Mexico; she is out. Two of her three children are watching television in an adjoining room. Before me lies a book I picked up in a local bookstore thinking it was a novel Continue reading
A SPIRITUAL PRACTICE
A few days ago, I received an e-mail which started out with the following:
One of the keys to living an authentic evolutionary spiritual life
is having a spiritual practice that you’re actively engaged in.
This kind of absolute affirmation pulls me up short when it is expressed even when it is my own mind expressing it, Continue reading
BLITHERING IDIOT
I always check what WordPress tags as Spam and usually what I find really is spam, nothing that would be worthwhile saving. But one day the following comment appeared in the Spam Box:
“That is a super-peachy-keen post. Thanks for really blathering on like that! Seriously, I don’t think I could have spent more effort wishing for something heavy to fall on me to erase that nonsense from my mind! Signed: Blithering Idiot” Continue reading
SCRABBLE: WHERE DOES IT TAKE YOU?
The more I work with myself the more I discover that everything affecting me today has its roots in relatively early childhood. This, of course, is also what Freud discovered but today –for me- there is a basic difference between Freudian thinking and my own experience. Continue reading
KALEIDOSCOPE
Since I came to Salies, nothing ever seems the same. What I mean is that each time I walk down a street, the same street, everything I see is different, like a kaleidoscope shifting unrecognizably with each tiny move. Continue reading
TIME
October 30th, time change day. I forget. When I open my eyes to the light I figure it is past eight. According to my clock it is exactly 8:34. The day is wrapped in cottony, woolly, foggy stuff so thick it is hard to see the evergreen in the garden not ten meters away from my window. 
The morning ritual seems to take less time than usual and by 9:40 I am at the door with Salomé. Great! Plenty of time to go to my favorite boulangerie for my Sunday croissants. Continue reading
INCOHERENCE
Today I found myself crying twice. It is strange; it is as if I have delved into some deep sadness that bubbles up every time something touches my emotions. The first was an e-mail in the morning from a cousin with whom I have been corresponding over the last year or so. Continue reading
BORIS
When one has not seen a person in a very long time, it is easy to understand how life and death is the same, how there is absolutely no difference except the story one tells. My son just phoned me to say that Boris died yesterday. Continue reading
COMING BACK INTO MYSELF
This moment is always the Home that you seek. Home cannot be found in time,in the story of a future, for Home is simply the timeless presence in which the story of time, and story of the seeker – appears and disappears. (Jeff Foster, Life Without a Center)
Since leaving Salies on the 2nd of October I have been “out there”. That means I have been talking, sharing, listening, relating and doing practically non-stop with out-time for sleeping only. Continue reading
Writing a life 