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Of Dentin and Dentists, of Harlequins and The Jabok

September 6th, 2011

The urging comes to write, but not the knowing of what is to be written. I haven’t a need to chronicle the day; other pages exist for that. So I’ll yell “uncle” and give in to self-revelation by writing about the most recent wrestling match. “Helplessly hoping, her harlequin hovers nearby awaiting a word.” Readers of [...]

Walking, Not Crawling, to Elysium

August 23rd, 2011

It’s Saturday, July 16, 2011. I’m lying on my bed, unusually tired after delivering a workshop. I’m resting and doing an energy movement exercise before, hopefully, falling asleep for awhile. I don’t have much experience with the exercise, at least no results-oriented experience of it. But as the ever-faithful, ever-hopeful (and quite weary) warrior-servant, I [...]

Diamond in My Eye

August 11th, 2011

I have reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland.* Forty five minutes ago I walked out into the night to put two more aluminum cans into the street-side recycling bin; late, with no one around except those in their beds that chorus the day and those in the grounds – tree, shrub, [...]

Swingin’ in The Rain

August 1st, 2011

Swingin’ in the Rain The relentless heat persisting, I’d been out a time or two by dawn’s early light for groceries, and daily in the wee-hours to water two lonely, thirsty plants (tomato and pepper). And I’d been fortunate to get to the chiropractor on the one day of her “early hours,” twelve till three. [...]

Playing “Winter”

July 14th, 2011

We’ve just come out of the summer’s first heat wave in central and southern N.C. Two days of hundred-degree heat that felt like 110! Short-lived, thank anyone’s lucky stars, and thanks to a cold front coming through last night bringing rain, northeast breezes, and lower temps and dew points. I’m no fan of the heat, [...]