I often have conversations with myself. I end up in odd places. I’ve been thinking about the nature of the world. It seemed appropriate, given that we are in a global pandemic. I was thinking about the concept of nations. I started off thinking about “illegals”; “irregulars” as they’re called in my country. I was thinking about how some people get enraged by the idea … Continue reading Conversations with myself – random Sunday thoughts.
I suppose I could blame it on the full moon, but since I straddle the line between believing and disbelieving in lunar influences, I’m going to give that a pass. I change my mind on this from moment to moment. I believed in the power of the moon absolutely when it hung full overhead the other night; I believe it less today. But, because I … Continue reading Take heart – knowing yourself is hard.
I’ve spent an enormous amount of time and energy trying to control life. Trying to be perfect because perfect meant control and control meant safe and the lack thereof meant terrifying and unimaginable chaos during which it would be revealed that I was a horrifyingly awful specimen of humanity. Since this was not a revelation I relished, what followed was decades of starving, bingeing, purging, … Continue reading A shocking relief.
I know spring has sprung when my morning slumber gets shattered by what sounds like a waterfall of ball bearings raining down on the metal vent covers on the roof. The flickers are back. I love them, really I do, especially mid-morning or later when they rat-a-tat-tat to each other from the trees in the woods behind my house. Early-morning Morse code on metal is … Continue reading What’s better than flickers in the spring?
