Every Day Zen
Today’s #LongerView, “Ours to Lose,” is about the art of republic, ours to lose at any time and we have come close. This is another one of those times. No truth ever lasts for it is not stagnant. It evolves. Republic is no less but will we find our way to it once again? Frankly,... Continue Reading →
The longer I live, the less certain I am about anything. I'm not overthrowing the known for the unknown or vice versa, much less seeking balance. Some days are just without bounds. I'm just trying to stay present to the chaos. It seems the only place of worth. Increasingly, the world is dark, where money... Continue Reading →
Monday, Monday, can’t trust that day… Sentinel squirrel, cloaked in brown, white chest bared, standing atop the highest loblolly pine branch. In the distant blue sky, the red shouldered hawk soars. Sighted or no? Life and death matters on Monday morning but to squirrel and hawk, one day lasts a moment. Hurricane Dorian, the storm... Continue Reading →
It is the belief in story that takes me to truth, blinding as it always is. I used to think it was the act of writing, taking pen to paper, speaking words to screen but it was never about the act. It was the deed itself, the voice that will not be denied. Maybe that’s... Continue Reading →
A while back, Seth Godin wrote a great post about the response, “I don’t like your work,” emphasizing the importance of someone taking the time to respond. Time may or may not be money but for everyone, it has worth. Some who know me don’t like my work but so far, they still like me... Continue Reading →
Today’s #LongerView, “Questions Are the Helpers,” takes a trip to the circus but doesn’t stay. Been there. Done that. I will not find the helpers there but I do in the details of every day I live. Each is a much better attraction. Hope you enjoy the post. As always, I provide the swinging bench.... Continue Reading →
Whether it is voice recognition, dictation, or Siri, predictive text is not given to the poetic in us. Rather, artificial intelligence assigns labels, predicts patterns. But humans always break the mold, no matter how predictable we appear to be. We fight for words, stretching sentence structure for all it’s worth. Fragments rearrange and clauses connect until... Continue Reading →
Rumi says, “as you start to walk on the way, the way appears.” It is not troll-free nor has it ever been. Trolls have always been available to distract and sow discord. Theirs is not a world of substance but nothing stuns a troll like silence. If there is no reaction, if no one “bites... Continue Reading →
In “Every Time He Shakes His Tail,” I remember my last year in graduate school, specifically the month of March, just six weeks before graduation. I almost didn’t graduate, and I would have been fine with that but it was not to be. Mostly what I remember from that time is discovering writing. That alone... Continue Reading →
This week’s #LongerView, “The Peace in Thinking Bigger,” is a riverside chat, the kind we have with ourselves when we have been off on a tangent, a real meander, only to find ourselves exactly where we started. Never for naught. No experience is wasted, not a one. It’s how we learn to think bigger. Oh,... Continue Reading →
Aim For Even: The Daily Dose 