février 2012
Retreat notes: The language of silence (in Portugal)
On retreat in Portugal. A slice of crescent moon in an indigo sky with a hint of rosy dawn rising this morning out my window. Baked apple for dessert tonight. We all speak the language [...]
Events of your daily lives and mine
Thanks to those who inquired about my health last week. I'm now well back in the swing of things, experiencing the bitter Parisian cold firsthand. And today amid the greater world's joys and sorrows, the [...]
A return to the elements
Never a February 2 without a thought for James Joyce, the day of his birth (in Dublin), the day of the publication of "Ulysses" (in Paris) 40 years later. Myself, I was too sick today [...]
In sickness and in health
Another sick day, another day of sickness. Something refreshingly healthy about just being sick. Meanwhile, I've heard that the cold outside is bitter. But as I've been indoors for nearly two days, I can only [...]
janvier 2012
Accordian and red beret
Last night in the Métro at Strasbourg St. Denis, an accordian captured me in transit. I was dolloped by the lateral movement of wind making song in the tunnel. Or was it song riding on [...]
Always meeting ourselves
Tonight, a slick film with blood and gore, revenge killing and righteousness, leaves me wondering: Why? The "artist" left his mark. You could almost hear him chuckling. Too bad. "We walk through ourselves,'' James Joyce [...]
Deep and wide, wide and deep
The cat came in with wet paws tonight while we ate a mushroom risotto for dinner with green beans on the side. I was happy being the cook. Earlier, on the black t-shirt of the [...]
So brilliant, so forgettable
Something brilliant came to mind today, arising somewhere between arrivals and departures, during one of a number of my trips on public transport. It was as brilliant as the sun, whose brightness brought out my [...]
All (alone) together
I heard on the radio this morning that today is the first anniversary of the Tunisian revolution. All sorts of people came together throughout the country to celebrate. Leaders from a variety of Arab nations [...]
Alone
A long day nearing its end is steeped in silence and dark. Now a car rumbles past outside. Now it's gone. Through an empty glass on my desk, the corner of an image appears, a [...]
Questions of evidence
Questions abound tonight after all the day's "evidence" has run its course: some writing work done, meals cooked and eaten, correspondence completed, conversations with the cat pursued and communications about administrative issues undertaken on the [...]
Study group/groupe d’étude
Starting Friday Jan. 13, The Wild Flower Zen meditation at the Red Earth Centre will include a new study group and discussion instead of a weekly talk by Amy. The evening remains open to all. [...]
Glad tidings for 2012: A new (wild flower) jewel in the Web
That time again, leaving and arriving, looking back, looking ahead... and so I wish you a splendid "beginning," "middle" and "end" of 2012 amid this season of endless comings and goings. May you find and [...]
décembre 2011
Winter break
Time for a winter break in Paris: With holidays upon us, no sitting tomorrow night, Dec. 23, at Red Earth Centre. No sitting Monday Dec. 26 or Jan. 2, and no sitting Friday Dec. 30 [...]
The longest night, deepening
So much to say, so much to do. Or is there? My feet are bare, my belly full, my eyes weary. At this very moment, the longest night of the year is deepening, and with [...]
Havel’s passing
Just a thought tonight for Vaclav Havel, who died yesterday at the age of 75. A poet, a dissident, a (reluctant) leader, and above all, perhaps, a seemingly tireless seeker of the truth in the [...]
City lights
Out and about in Paris these past two days, joining the flow of humanity along crowded boulevards. This "holiday" time instills a particular energy in the activity of the city, everyone out seeking, with an [...]
Everything is in the right amount
After a glance at the headlines in the daily paper, I find little that compels me to read on. Surprising? Maybe, maybe not. As a journalist, I tend to keep up with the news of [...]
novembre 2011
What are you doing?
Much of my time these days has been spent in the so-called workaday world, just like everyone else. I've been realizing that being at the office doesn't bother me as much as I think it [...]
Gliding to a vow
Frenzy of activity finally gliding to a slower rhythm after weeks of high-speed intensity. Circumstances came together to create an intricate, sometimes elaborate arrangement in my life, like a colorful weave of all the various [...]
