Browsing Category: Journal Pages

               “…I have found no better manual than ‘Self-Reliance’ on how, in seven steps, to rebel against a psychogenic epidemic.                Step 1, according to Emerson, is to reclaim your privacy.  ‘My life is for itself and not for a spectacle,’ he wrote.  ‘I much prefer that I should be of a lower strain, so […]

               Practice ends, and we stay a little longer.  Sun is down but sky still glows in yellows, lavenders, and grays of an autumn way when days shorten, world cools, and heaven stirs in clouds and change and uncertainties, feeling of storm and rain.                In the twilight, he practices shots.  He aims for spots […]

               For a week now, I’ve burnt a candle of my Granny’s.  I light it when I read, when I pray, and when I write.  In a week’s time, it is nearly gone.  For years now, I’ve burnt other candles—prayer candles contained in safe glass vases, who burn within themselves—flame contained by limit of air […]

        Sitting on porch, I’m “peopled out.”  It’s been a good day.  I’m tired—but not yet ready for sleep.  I tried to relax—watch a little football—but I’m learning (and accepting) that I am old and really don’t care all that much for new and the way things change.  I used to be able to watch college football […]

               “Dad, can I wash this shirt to wear tomorrow?” Owen asked me last night after getting home late from Audrey’s game.                It’s just one shirt, and my inclination is “no,” but I’m learning better not to judge and respond on impulse but to listen and pay attention to better discern and understand the […]