My mother was a phenomenologist.
Remember the 1983 movie The Big Chill?
I saw Charles III crowned in Westminster Abbey. I expected Monty Python to save the day. No such luck.
I looked in and around my world for something to occupy my mind, something remarkable. I found nothing, except this.
The Grim Reaper was not by my bedside. Something scarier was.
This past Wednesday I was on my back in the Berkeley Medical Center Cath Lab, plugged in for the shock of my life.
I loved church. Church felt like home. And then I discovered I was gay.
Persephone, beloved daughter of Zeus. has arisen. Her mother, Demeter, goddess of grain, lifts her curse from the soil. Earth blossoms.
Is Jesus coming back? The answer I once gave is not the answer I give now.
I drive my 14-year-old twin granddaughters to school most mornings. They sit in the back seat. I say something. And wait for a reply. Nothing.
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There had to be a sequel to last week’s post: “Know thyself.” Here it is: “Love yourself.” Knowing is good. Loving is better.
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INTERVIEW WITH A CICADA
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ODE TO THE BIKE
An old friend wanted to go on a bike ride during my blog writing hours. Friend or not, I mustn't give in to temptation or my work will suffer.