Another Duck in the Rain
A friend of mine told me the other day that he avoids saying he has Parkinson’s; and he is certain that his refusal to...
Tag: death
Singing to the Choir
I had an experience this weekend, which I suspect that I inflict on others all the time: treating my personal perspectives as if they...
Love Letter to the Present Moment
I wish you were here. It’s hard to really enjoy myself without you. I try to be open to your presence but my mind...
Another Dawning
This morning, I skimmed through my journal entries since late November last year. I was looking for something that could start me on a...
Attending a Funeral
I attended a funeral at a Catholic church last week, and I felt like a spectator at an ancient dramatic performance in which costumes,...
“Time—Enter Stage Right”
“But the plan of action is determined And the end irrevocably sealed. I am alone; all round me drowns in falsehood: Life is not...
Stay at Home Travel Plans
Today I must visit him. No more equivocations. No more looking in the mirror and seeing a young man looking back, as if time...
Do Dolphins Dream of Eclectic Sleep?
Like sharks, dolphins cannot experience REM sleep. For different reasons, neither species can ever fall asleep in comfortable stillness, and leave their day time...
A Rising Tide
Last week I met with some fellow writers, as I do twice a month. Looking back, I find myself wondering why it felt especially...
Amateur Artist at Work
Words force themselves into my mind Like “friendly” Facebook bots Claiming to speak on behalf of a meaningful life. Aspirations keep arising like the...