the opposite of mowing down Saturday, I drove past the protesters, honking and waving. There are still quite a few people, there are new signs to match the new indignities that we are being dragged through. Waving as you drive by takes almost no effort, yet it still felt good. I am in the midst…… Continue reading Protesting, Week 21 – or Venture Rewilding
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Protesting, Week 19 – or Ocean Depths
Fighting for, not against Sometimes, the best protesting you can do is in favor of your own life. Why is it so hard to say what one wants, or decide what to do with the life that you have been gifted? Last weekend, I paddled in the ocean. No seals, but red jellyfish, and sailboats,…… Continue reading Protesting, Week 19 – or Ocean Depths
Protesting, Week 17 or Time Travel
What do we believe Background, history built by fragments. Belief systems. “For the master’s tools will never dismantle the master’s house. They may allow us temporarily to beat him at his own game, but they will never enable us to bring about genuine change. And this fact is only threatening to those women who still…… Continue reading Protesting, Week 17 or Time Travel
Protesting, Week Five
Adrift on stormy seas Where is home? It is nowhere and everywhere. It is in the bombed buildings of Sumy in Ukraine. You think – what a beautiful street. Now filled with people fighting to save lives. Broken trees. Blasted walls. A hand sticks out from under a coverlet, to protect the modesty of the…… Continue reading Protesting, Week Five
Protesting, Week Three
Standing in the snow adds a certain certainty Protesting. This week’s recap. It was snowing today. Almost icy rain, but the sky smiled upon us and rain that had blown through in the early morning was now snow. Easier to hold a paper sign in the snow, although I was splashed by a truck going…… Continue reading Protesting, Week Three
To Free Time and Darkness at the End of the Year
A Holiday Post I’m spending a lot of time on the Substack, so have been remiss in posting on the website. But must do both! It’s amazing how free time suddenly becomes a realization of all the things that do get left undone in the day to day of going to work and pretending that…… Continue reading To Free Time and Darkness at the End of the Year
Upbeat
Upbeat: cheerful, optimistic Downbeat: pessimistic, gloomy – in music, an accented beat, usually the first of the bar For various reasons, I’m going to start a series of “things” that are upbeat. Things – I do love abstract, blank words – but what else to call them? Articles? Thoughts? I read a piece – there’s…… Continue reading Upbeat
Feed the Birds
I was reading something by Tom Cox, whose writing makes me feel like there is a point to things and began thinking. That is to say, started to organize and categorize all the ideas and thoughts that one wakes up with. The feelings and scenes and characters that sink away, the crash landing from dreams…… Continue reading Feed the Birds
A Tale of Two Burgers
A Tale of Two Burgers A short retelling of the ancient legend of burger 1 and burger 2. Once upon a time, there was a small child who had been brought up to eat and drink, while checking carefully for any possible poisons that might have slipped in. This was fairly normal, or so the…… Continue reading A Tale of Two Burgers
Mistrals gagnants
Happy holidays! There – said that with the requisite amount of enthusiasm. I like the holidays. All the things it is supposed to mean – not the shopping, not the stress – but the actual joy in someone’s face when they are happy for a moment and you helped. The warmth in the face of…… Continue reading Mistrals gagnants
