Grieving easefully
A friend mentioned that the subject of dying and grief had come up in her meditation group. Probably not coincidentally,…
Author: scribbler
Waiting for Godot
This morning’s headlines in the NY Times were concerning. “Biden Weighs Deploying Thousands of Troops to Eastern Europe and Baltics.”…
Now, Sarah describes the problem with too much virtue
Yesterday evening I finally finished Amor Towles’ The Lincoln Highway. (Thank you, Bibi.) Previously, I blogged about Sally Ransom’s speech…
Body talk
There is nothing like getting punched in the face to make you aware of how deeply seated is a sense…
Martha speaks up for unnecessary kindness
My daughter Justine “Bibi” sent me a t-shirt and a mask with the names of characters from the Netflix series…
Still scribbling.
May 2022 be a year of lovingkindness. May you be happy and safe. May all beings be happy. These words…
December 2021. Still reading and scribbling.
Not all my recent reading has been as dire as the books I mentioned in yesterday’s post. Over and since…
Warm and easy.
I have a history of getting myself into trouble over Christmas cheer. When I was in 7th grade, the nun…
Vita mutatur non tollitur
Solstice reflections. When I saw the Latin phrase Vita mutatur non tollitur on the headstone on my grandfather’s grave, I…
Oomph instead of oompa
Whenever I hear Schubert’s Ninth Symphony on the radio, I always think it’s Beethoven until I listen more carefully or…