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Driving under the influence of Dunkin' Donuts / April 2, 2021 / Leave a comment

A real bodhisattva of compassion

Gale and I went to the Philadelphia Museum of Art this afternoon.  We were able to see the exhibit The…

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Driving under the influence of Dunkin' Donuts / March 9, 2021 / Leave a comment

No-self care.

My last post failed to deliver the punchline.  I didn’t connect my closing thoughts about patience, forbearance, and forgiveness with…

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Driving under the influence of Dunkin' Donuts / March 3, 2021 / Leave a comment

Physician, heal thyself.

This afternoon I saw yellow sparks at the end of some forsythia branches at the Rodin Museum.  I also saw…

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Driving under the influence of Dunkin' Donuts / December 3, 2019 / Leave a comment

The kindness of strangers

Imagine Ruthie dropping her credit card and struggling to get up.  Now imagine that Ruthie has two bad knees such…

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Driving under the influence of Dunkin' Donuts / September 1, 2019 / Leave a comment

The sound of silence

No complaints so far about the Made in America festival.  Even during Cardi B’s closing set last night, which ended…

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Driving under the influence of Dunkin' Donuts / August 16, 2019 / Leave a comment

The dao of senseless kindness

Earlier I had mentioned that Toto left a large streak along the front of our sofa where she had been…

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Driving under the influence of Dunkin' Donuts / October 28, 2018 / Leave a comment

Wonder

This morning when Toto and I arrived at the plaza below our apartment there was a family on a Sunday…

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Driving under the influence of Dunkin' Donuts / February 22, 2016 / 2 Comments

Tangled up in blue.

I don’t know why the color blue always seems to be associated with sadness, from the “blues” to Bobby Dylan’s…

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Driving under the influence of Dunkin' Donuts, new page / September 15, 2015 / Leave a comment

The Italians call it “sprezzatura”

When Anne Mei and I returned from our trip to Spain and France, a friend asked just one question, “Tell…

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Driving under the influence of Dunkin' Donuts / March 8, 2015 / Leave a comment

Metaphor, metonymy, and figuring out what we’re doing … or not.

In one of my posts last year on the science of effortless action, I reported on a New York Times…

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