“Lines form on my face and hands.” – Alice Cooper, ‘Eighteen’ In April of 1973 the legal drinking age in Massachusetts was lowered from 21 to 18. By then I was 24, and had…

I’m happy to report that nearly all of the posts here in this blog show up on their own. There’s nothing, and then there’s something. Last Friday, ‘JoJo Rabbit,’ a few days before, ‘Linda…

Those are my paintings, and that’s a mom and daughter, both of whom I befriended in a way – the mom with some phone calls, the daughter a time or two meeting for coffee.…

I’m still mostly wordless here this Christmas night. I hope you had a wonderful Christmas day. Mine was quite lovely. I did eat ice cream – the first time in a year I believe…

It’s Wednesday, 3:23 pm, December 24. Approaching Christmas Eve. I’ve been thinking a few days about what I could say tomorrow (Christmas, as you see this) and Friday. I have lots of feelings in…

One day there were two flowers. The next, one. And yet, are more and less so very different? Zuzu’s petals.

I like hearing John Tarrant say this – “Nothing is missing.” Nothing is missing. “Simply having a wonderful Christmas time.”

So, in my dream, I’m hiking at the Laguna Lake open space. There are more fellow hikers on the paths than usual – maybe it’s a Saturday. I’m thinking two thoughts about that. One,…

It’s interesting. In its own way, Christmas has reached back to take my hand and gently guide me along the path of the most wonderful time of the year. I feel the Christmas spirit…

Dec 16, 7:45p – It’s Tuesday night, no Koan group with David Roshi off to Japan. The landlord/housemate’s car exactly where it was when I left for work, 12 hours ago. I didn’t see…