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Archive for February, 2018

Moody Blues

Imbolc                                                                       New Life Moon As melancholy begins to lift, where does it go? Does it go back into memory, added to a store of melancholic episodes over a life time, each one different, unique, becoming part of the polyvalent stew that is our psyche? What triggers the end or, better, the gradual tailing off of […]

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A First Colorado Nocturne

Imbolc                                                                            New Life Moon Haven’t done a nocturne since I got to Colorado, if I recall correctly. However, driving home tonight with the waxing new life moon shining through the lodgepole pines and Orion high in southwestern sky I wanted to write one. I’m re-reading an old book, 1974, by a theologian named David Miller, […]

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The Inner. The Outer.

Imbolc                                                                                  New Life Moon Glaucoma stable. Did a visual field exam yesterday, space invaders with a clicker and dots of light flashing off and on, testing peripheral vision. Kate went with me so we could go to the Village Gourmet and buy a carving knife and a better potato masher. Turns out what I thought […]

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A Very Jewish Weekend

Imbolc                                                                            New Life Moon In psyche news. The heaviness seems to be gone, that drug down, want to keep going down feeling. When I’m in it, my soul seems more attracted to weight, willingly binding itself to a fall. The heaviness is a major physical clue to melancholy for me, a way I know to […]

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Black Panther

Imbolc                                                                        New Life Moon Kate took one for the team yesterday. She went to see Black Panther with me. I had two reasons for wanting to see it. One, it’s a Marvel Studio movie and, god help me, I really like them. Most of them. Two, it’s become a cultural sensation and I wanted to […]

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Happenings on Shadow Mountain

Imbolc                                                                         New Life Moon Single digits. Passes for really, really cold here. Cold enough that I’d forgotten blue jeans are not comfortable at those temps. When I went to kabbalah on Tuesday night, the cold seeped through that cotton as if it wasn’t there. Oh. Yeah. I remember that. Kate’s having a Sjogren’s flare. That […]

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Current Work

Imbolc                                                                      New Life Moon One thing I’ve been up to over the last month. This is a brief article for the Shofar, Beth Evergreen’s congregational newsletter. The digital world. A blessing and a curse. We’ll go with blessing in the Adult Education Committee’s work to consolidate access to online learning. This work is still nascent […]

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Water, water somewhere

Imbolc                                                                       New Life Moon Wow. Weather station says the humidity outside is 66%. Inside 2%. Aridity is the norm, humidity a rare phenomenon here. Like most rarities it’s welcome. Most welcome. 4 or 5 inches of snow yesterday. Every flake helps in this dry year. Old timers here are not worried yet because March and […]

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Melancholy. Again.

Imbolc                                                                            New Life Moon Came back from a short trip to the post office and the doggy drug store. While driving, I realized I had sunk further into melancholy, the gremlins now over the wall of my subconscious. Perhaps that’s what this feeling of new life trying to break through is, a sadness about the […]

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Life opens forward if you let it

Imbolc                                                                      New Life Moon Friend Jim Johnson had an opening of his work in Aberdeen, South Dakota the other night. His new work is lots of colors, strings, leaves, nice bright colors as Simon and Garfunkel sang. Jim, and his long time friend Mark, have both taken their art with them into the third phase. […]

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