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Monthly Archives: December 2010
Yes, the dogs are loose
One evening, years ago, when Jane Byrne was Mayor of Chicago (1979-83), I had parked my car in one of those “almost” legal spots downtown. Because Jane Byrne lived downtown, the police were especially vigilant about monitoring illegal parking. (It … Continue reading
I stayed firmly planted in line
I am getting on Amtrak today to go to Ann Arbor to visit my sister. We’re all in a very long line which twists around the waiting room and out into the hallway and beyond. A tall burly guy in … Continue reading
Luscious inside and out
You thought this was a relish, didn’t you? Or perhaps some kind of salsa? But, no. This is a hardy winter soup originally created a few months ago by my son as an autumn soup and it is spectacular—not only … Continue reading
Just Kids by Patti Smith
I just finished reading Just Kids by Patti Smith, a memoir of her relationship with Robert Mapplethorpe, their coming of age in New York in the 70s, and their ambitions to be “artists.” I was touched by the story and … Continue reading
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Tagged art, artist, books, memoir, music, photography
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HABIT by Jane Hirshfield
The shoes put on each time left first, then right. The morning potion’s teaspoon of sweetness stirred always for seven circlings—no fewer, no more— into the cracked blue cup. Touching the pocket for wallet, for keys, before closing the door. … Continue reading
When is it time to let go of our old car?
Our Toyota Camry is 11 years old. It has almost 160,000 miles. Every time we take it in for its oil change, the mechanics find something new to fix: the brakes need replacing, all the bulbs in the dash have … Continue reading
Something orchidaceous
On a cold wintry day in the midwest, the perfect thing to do is something tropical, something equatorial, and, well, something orchidaceous. When the outside world is white, gray, and homogeneous, the soul hungers for color and inspiration. So, a … Continue reading
I transform and am transformed
I am not superstitious. But everyday I carry this sacred bundle in a pocket or pouch. On the outside is a small Avalokiteshvara, the Boddhisattva of Compassion, who has a thousand hands. (Actually he has only 12 here, but they … Continue reading
Posted in Buddha, compassion, sacred, transformation
Tagged Buddha, compassion, sacred, transformation
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A coppery Winter Solstice
A full moon hangs high in the chilly sky, All say it’s the same everywhere, round and bright. But how can one be sure thousands of li away Wind and perhaps rain snow may not be marring the night? – … Continue reading
BEST TEACHER of my life — ever!!
I just received this friend request on Facebook: SO amazing to find you here!! You probably don’t even remember me. No worries because I could never forget you! I’ve always wanted to tell you how grateful I am to you. … Continue reading
Posted in aging, school, Teaching, transformation
Tagged aging, school, teaching, transformation
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