A Drop of Water Posted on 03/28/2024 by Michael Gray I have no memories of my own, because I have nowhere to store them, no heart or brain or library that could keep my...
What Remains Posted on 02/20/2024 by Michael Gray “Sometimes it is the artist’s task to find out How much music you can still make With what you have left.” –Itzhak Perlman Over...
Four Horses at Four Gates Posted on 01/21/2024 by Michael Gray My father would have turned 113 this past Thursday. I took his support for our family for granted while he was alive. If he...
Monday is Market Day Posted on 03/27/2023 by Michael Gray Barry thought he may still have vestiges of visual memory, although ‘memory’ didn’t seem the right word for what had survived from his first...
Standing Up Posted on 05/16/2021 by Michael Gray “Let me introduce myself,” I said, using the words and the intonation with which I had begun the previous 17 presentations of my whirlwind...
Another Dawning Posted on 02/19/2019 by Michael Gray This morning, I skimmed through my journal entries since late November last year. I was looking for something that could start me on a...
Poor Cousins of the True and the Good Posted on 06/28/2017 by Michael Gray This morning, a thought popped to the surface of the stream that seems to flow without cease through my mind—even when I am unaware...
Longing to Belong Posted on 11/02/2016 by Michael Gray I had trouble sleeping last night and I tried a technique I learned years ago—designed to build a bridge between waking and sleeping consciousness....
Once Upon a Time There Were Three Times Posted on 11/25/2014 by Michael Gray Young children and animals appear to live in the present with whole-hearted exuberance—as we adults wonder at their lack of regret for past actions...