just got this in the mail today…
yesterday i was grateful for the live music of Joe Crookson and Antje Duvekot at the Town Crier…
today i am looking forward to getting together with my cousin Jan…
yesterday i was grateful for Amy who did my nails and Stephanie who taught us what is going on with ICE and immigrants…
today i am looking forward to yoga with Maryanne…
yesterday i was grateful for the realization that it might be the probiotic supplement i have been taking that caused persistent intestinal distress…
today i am looking forward to restorative yoga with Maryanne, pizza with Holly and getting my nails done…
yesterday i was grateful for yoga with Maryanne and virtual photography salon…
today i am looking forward to better understanding finances at the cemetery…
Since there is no formula for beauty, any more than there is for truth or goodness, it cannot be commanded, but must be wooed.
(Iain McGilchrist, The Matter With Things)
Of course, it goes without saying that a more genuine search for authenticity begins only where one can break out of the Logo-centric language generated by trans-national corporations.
(Charles Taylor, A Secular Age)
truth!…
i opt for a double espresso and grapefruit Spindrift this morning… too hot for regular coffee and not a fan of iced coffee…
as i read the news i get the image of white, toxic, patriarchal masculinity thumping its chest in desperation… this is their last hurrah as they “rage, rage, against the dying of the light”… they do not go quietly… whether they take the rest of us with them is an open question…
yesterday i was grateful for lunch with the yoga men…
today i am looking forward to virtual photo salon…
i continue to reread Octavia Butler’s Dawn… i still don’t agree with the 2/3 of my scifi reading group that thought the Oankali and Ooloi are evil…
Yet I cannot see this as satisfactory when we are faced with the dynamism of sheer wanton cruelty, the lust to destroy and cause suffering, that delights in power for its own sake. It can’t be denied that it exists. And power is the key: power is a form of energy.
(Iain McGilchrist, The Matter With Things)
yes!… evil… evil is the handmaiden of power…
a week ago 2-4 million people came out to protest against would be kings and the president presided over a, by comparison, dud of a military parade… didn’t take him long to grab the news cycle back…
yesterday i was grateful for a day of cleaning and organizing, especially the results…
today i am looking forward to yoga with Anne…
yesterday i was grateful for a very large and peaceful NO KINGS protest in Beacon and across the country…
today in am looking forward to a quiet day at home with doggie, kitty and wife… what Herman Melville described as “attainable felicity”…
yesterday i was grateful for Becky who gave me a morning off from turkey care, and gathering with friends to celebrate a birthday…
today i am looking forward to participating in No Kings Day…
yesterday i was grateful for Wonderbar, a wagu beef hamburger and the numbing effects of two martinis…
today i am looking forward to restorative yoga and putting my new studio shelves together…
yesterday i was grateful for photography salon and my friend Steve…
today i am looking forward to putting my feet up at the end of the day…
yesterday i was grateful for a phone call with my mom…
today i am looking forward to resolving an issue at the cemetery and rain…
yesterday i was grateful for Costco and a new clothing rack installed in my studio…
today i am looking forward to the usual house chores, organizing my studio and clothing and dinner with friends…
yesterday i was grateful for my brother on his birthday…
today i am looking forward to a trip to Costco and organizing my studio and clothing…
What the modern forms of reason and disciplined order had put asunder could thus be seen as threefold: the reasoning mind was divided from his own desiring nature, from the community, which thus threatened to disintegrate, and from the great current of life in nature. (Charles Taylor, A Secular Age)
power differential is temptation to sin…
yesterday i was grateful for the end of an exhausting day…
today i am looking forward to a meeting of the Metropolitan Cemetery Association…
yesterday i was grateful for the lentil, vegetable, turkey soup i had for dinner…
today i am looking forward to my colleagues at the cemetery…