When Two or More Gather
I’m on the outside looking in when it comes to practicing any religious orthodoxy. I suppose I picked that up from my mother, who...
Tag: time
Waving to the Bullet Train
It’s not every day that I learn something new; even less often do I understand something familiar in a fresh way. But a few...
A Tooth for a Tooth
If I could access memories of other lifetimes, would I recognize possibilities that are slipping by unnoticed in this one? Does George Santayana’s maxim—...
A Circling Bird
This morning, it feels like an idle boast to claim that I move backwards in time, as I claimed in my previous post. When...
Destination Unknown
There is something about long journeys to new places; the memories always stay with us. As well as the Amtrak trips I have taken...
Fast and Slow, Close and Far
I keep being surprised when paying attention to the small stuff sharpens my appreciation for larger and more abiding concerns, including the way I...
The Many Faces of Time
My grandfather clock (not my grandfather’s, but named for the technology of another era) has stopped working well. It runs for a while and...
A Brief History
M showed up one day and didn’t know what he was doing there. Later it would be explained to him that birth for a...
Mr. Dumpty’s Rehabilitation
After his great fall, Mr. Dumpty took to wearing a corset. His figure had never been the kind that favored off-the-rack clothing, even those...
At Loose Ends
Most mornings, when I get up–today at 4 am– my typical activities are not shy about urging themselves on my attention: dishes, making and...