| Wanting |
To be free of desire, they say, is to be free. (12/20/2007) |
| To
the Editor of The Sun |
Feelings that go beyond words (11/10/2007) |
| My
Visit with the Director of Lawrence Radiation Lab |
An "advice call" that was way out of my depth.
(12/13/1994) |
| Snoozing
in my Chair |
A poem. What else can I say? (10/8/2007) |
| Remembering
that First Kiss |
. . . and other delights of age.
(10/1/2007) |
| Plodding
Down the Path, Seeking . . . What? |
Can a biological machine have free will? (7/16/2007) |
| Read
To Me |
A multi-media exploration of multi-media (7/4/2007) |
| Lost
to the Clouds |
Dreams sometimes reveal us to ourselves. (5/19/2007) |
| Mammogram |
When "one thing leads to another" goes too
far (5/17/2007) |
| I'm
Old, Old, he said |
Learning the art of making acquaintances. (5/15/2007) |
| Tax
Time |
Sometimes I think I'll never outgrow the classroom.
(3/6/2007) |
| Prosopagnosia |
It's called "Face-Blindness" and I have the next thing to
it. (7/13/2006) |
| On
Being Fully Alive |
Diane Ackerman continues to inspire me. (7/3/2006) |
| Rats |
A memoir about an incident that still intrigues me. (6/15/2006) |
| John |
Someone I met a long time ago, but never forgot. (8/10/
2005) |
| If
I Should Die before I Wake . . . |
A bedtime prayer my mother taught me, that I've learned all over
again. (6/30/ 2005) |
| Theme
Song Nostalgia |
The story of my life can be told in music. (6/9/ 2005) |
| Fight
or Flight or . . . What? |
I've learned something about myself that I'm not comfortable with,
but . . . (4/26/2005) |
| Minor
Island |
A memoir of an early experience that gave me a better sense of
myself. (7/21/2001) |
| Landings
II and III |
Sentimental journeys, there and back, at 30,000 feet. (composed
2001, posted 4/16/2005) |
| The
Sun on Me in the Morning |
There are some important things in my life, and this is one.
(2/2/2005) |
| Missing
Pieces |
Those little dreams and bits of dreams influence us all our lives (1/20/2005) |
| Living
Simply |
What do I really Want from Life? (1/28/2005) |
| Voices |
The mind is a mysterious thing. (2/8/2003) |
| I
Had a Brother, Once |
Blood doesn't always define relationships. (12/2/2004) |
| The
Wild One |
Sometimes, it feels right to just let go. (3/11/1995) |
| Insurance |
All is impermanent, as The Buddha says. (10/22/2004) |
| The
Cost of Health Care |
The cost/benefit dilemma that will continue to grow.
(10/15/2004) |
| Popular
Music Ain't What it Used to Be |
Sometimes it moves me, but the old show tunes stay in my head. (7/2/2004) |
| Sleeping
Beauty |
My life seems full of mysteries--or is it just one?
(6/18/2004) |
| Full
Moon |
Somethin' in the way she moves me . . . (4/9/2004) |
| Are
We Connected? |
Humans are a rational species, but . . . (3/3/2004) |
| Concert
for George |
Nostalgia for a more innocent age. (12/28/2003) |
| Zoë
Moon |
The sculptor's gift from the gods. (12/28/2003) |
| An
Opportunity to Feel |
Reading can't replace experience, but sometimes, when it's all I've
got, . . . (12/28/2003) |
| Over
the River and Through the Woods . . . |
Christmas will never be the way it was. (12/24/2003) |
| Saving
Daylight |
The swing toward darkness portends bigger things for me.
(10/24/2003) |
| Garage
Sale |
Musing on all the "stuff" I accumulate.
(10/6/2003 |
| Pushing
On |
Rethinking some old habits (3/28/2003) |
| My
Little Town |
My home town is in my head, and is keeping me
from seeing what is. (3/14/2003) |
| Grasping |
When I want something more.
(3/7/2003) |
| Memory |
"From out of the past . . ."
(11/22/2002) |
| The
West Wing |
or--"What is True?" Some thoughts
about television and me (10/25/2002) |
| Everything
is Impermanent |
Old memories never die, they just fade away
(10/21/2002) |
| Muscles |
I didn't think I needed them anymore, until . . .
(9/5/2002) |
| Dawn |
What's so special about those soft moments of
the day? (written 7/6/ 2001, revised 6/ 14/ 2002) |
| Gaslight |
I can still hear the soft pop and then the hollow hiss of the streetlamp
coming on in front of my grandmother’s house. . .
(6/6/2002) |
|
Emotional Habits |
A family gathering reminded me of my
loneliness (4/25/2002) |
| My
Shadow, For Better or Worse |
No, not that dark spot on the sidewalk--the
one inside me. (1/3/2002) |
| The
Power of Eyes |
I guess I ain't dead yet--or safe from my own
weaknesses. (12/13/2001) |
| The
Irony of Being a Vegetarian |
Sometimes two related values don't work very
well together. (12/7/2001) |
| She
Blushed |
After attending a concert in Toledo
(11/16/2001) |
| The
Mouse in the Basement |
They keep appearing, and I keep thinking
about them--and about me. (10/18/2001) |
| Passion |
The losses—and regrets—of aging. (8/19/2001) |
| Mind
and Matter |
The question, "Who Am I?" keeps
coming up. (4/12/2001) |
| "Do
You Love God?" |
Important Questions — and Fear. (3/22/2001) |
| Writer's
Lament |
Maybe it's just the time of year (3/1/2001) |
| Releasing
Dreams |
Urges to create seem to find their ways home (1/15/2001) |
| Relating
to Cats and Dogs |
I'm intrigued by the difference (10/4/2000) |
| Free
as a Bird |
It wasn't written recently, but I just rediscovered it,
and it still has an impact on me. (3/31/2000) |
| Silk Scarf |
Some thoughts about realities. (11/4/99) |
| Alice at 21 |
I came across an old photo of my mother. (10/27/99) |
| Cookies and Milk |
At a sleepless 2:00 A.M., I was reading and was reminded of
something from about 66 years ago. Read it, and maybe do some remembering
of your own. (1/22/99) |
| There are a lot of animals in the mountains |
and I wrote about a few, and about a special kind of
caretaker . . . Click here to read about them (with photos). (2/1/99) |
