The Wind has Returned.
You may have been here last week, rifling the wind chimes, disturbing the sleepy quiet of branches as they open to the Spring Equinox...
Tag: memory
A Call from Memory
A church bell just rung for the second time this morning, as I’m sitting over a first cup of coffee in the town of...
Waving to the Other Side
In times of yore (long before I was born), writers who set out to explore the mysteries of the past would invoke the Muse...
Consulting the Oracles of Time
In a memoir there is always a present time from which a shepherd, tending the flock of memories, sends out his rescue missions. And...
“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...
“The Gyre of Time”
“The culprit and the life giver is the dung and its smell of fresh air”, “Dr. Zhivago”, Boris Pasternak. Today, April 2. 2018, I...
The Ebb and Flow of Memory
This morning, like a migrating bird landing on a branch and immediately taking off again, a fragment of memory came back. It was from...
Sorry that my Thank You card is late
From my journal entry of 8/18/17: “My mother would have been 99 today”. Perhaps that thought set me to imagining myself talking with people...
From Far Off Mountains
My wife and I are planning to visit a friend in Durango tomorrow. Our major preparation has been to get family members to look...
What Survives?
Mindfulness must be a wonderful quality to be able to call upon at will. In my experience, it seems that being aware of my...