A Long-Ago Memory
I felt the vibration of the ship’s engines through the deckchair arms and through the railing against which I was leaning. Without taking my...
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One Truth too Many
For the past several centuries, I have become lackadaisical about maintaining my cover. Once it became clear that I had to move to a...
A Sudden Walk
At this hour on a Sunday evening, I would ordinarily have finished the dishes, locked the front door and settled in with a book...
How to Write a Memoir
Writing a memoir can be as simple as taking a stroll through the neighborhood, and is often undertaken for similar reasons: we’re looking for...
Doors of Remembrance
“By learning to contact the essence of our being, we can discover an unbounded freedom, which is not only a freedom from some external...
Venturing into the Known
A thought dropped into my mind a few mornings ago. A bit of background may be useful if this thought is to lead anywhere...
A Change of Heart
I did something last week that I’ve wanted to do for many years. But I always pushed the impulse back down because I didn’t...
How I See Myself
A couple of mornings ago, I was doing my usual half hour of practice when an insight dropped into my mind: I seemed to...
Remembering All over Again
When you’ve read the work of a particular author, and one of his phrases becomes popular, chances are you’ll feel in sync with its...
Stirring the Caldron of Time
As I opened the fridge door and wondered what would take the edge off my hunger, before I want out for my walk, I...