Had to look that word up to make sure I was spelling it right. Not that previous posts weren’t solipsistic, but once you go through what I recently went through, it’s hard to imagine blogging about breakfast again for a…
at-one-ment, the conclusion
We held the door open for a miracle, but none came. At least not in the hoped-for form. That’s the thing with miracles, they don’t necessarily obey orders. I meant to ask David if there was a significance to the…
jonah’s song
Jonah made up a song. The melody was from a ditty he learned in our punk-rock singalong class. I didn’t know he’d actually “learned” it until now. He’d never sung it or shown any particular interest in it. But this…
at-one-ment, part three
But where is part two? A Buddhist Episcopalian priest, a spiritual social worker, and a Greek Orthodox Monk walk into a cancer ward… I may write about yesterday tomorrow. Don’t you want to know how the joke ends? This morning,…
at-one-ment
My friend’s kidneys are failing. I was supposed to go over to her house Monday night to visit her. I haven’t actually seen her very much in the last two weeks, though we only live a couple of miles apart.…
wear the white shirt
Two days ago, I was wearing a white shirt. It’s a remarkable shirt in that you wouldn’t guess in a million years that it was made by a fancy designer, purchased in Beverly Hills. My mother bought it for me,…