I finished reading David Hinton’s ‘The Way of Ch’an’ Saturday morning. It seems I was panting at ‘The End.” Pant, pant, pant. I’d read it through once before, but never like this. Back in…

After a full day, as reported, Wednesday, I spoke with only one human being yesterday; a five-minute phone conversation with my son Spenser. In it he told me he was having chile for dinner,…

Yesterday was a wonderful day of life’s pie filling. Up early for meditation; luscious coffee; fun in the Morning Pages; 25 minutes on Zoom with my teacher; off to early coffee with my great…

Outside my Starbucks, NE Fremont and 15th, an hour later. There’s me taking a picture of me. I’m most fortunate to be offered a space to share art. Like here: Most of these arrived…

It felt like Monday was the last day of summer. Upper 80’s. Today’s forecast 15 degrees less, tomorrow 25 less. And tomorrow they say rain, a bunch of it, and I’ve found myself yearning…

“Practically speaking, a life that is vowed to simplicity, appropriate boldness, good humor, gratitude, unstinting work and play, and lots of walking brings us close to the actually existing world and its wholeness.” That’s…

Yesterday was a very interesting day. I was, I am, most fortunate to be alive on the planet.

The fuchsias sitting in their pots on the driveway are swaying ever so slightly in a breeze I can not feel, but see. There are four, and I have watered them earlier this morning,…

I am presently entirely immersed in these three books – ‘The Way of Ch’an’ by David Hinton; ‘The Practice of the Wild’ by Gary Snyder; ‘Tripmaster Monkey’ by Maxine Hong Kingston. I’m enchanted and…

I may have had brown eyes when I was young, when I was a kid. It said so on my license – Brn, Brn. But, they’ve become green over the years. So green that…