Memory and Forgiveness and Death

Winter                                           First Moon of the New Year Finished the Art of Fielding.  A book about striving and letting go, about loving and letting go, about baseball and Moby Dick, about heterosexuality and homosexuality, about […]

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On Moving Toward Doing the Work Only I Can Do

Winter                              First Moon of the New Year Spent yesterday shifting to my new work schedule.  A couple of hours on Ovid, plus analyzing some of Caesar’s Gallic Wars.  Edited three portions of the Tailte Mythos:  Book I and began clipping postings […]

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Walked Along the Boundaries

Winter                                           New Moon of the New Year A librarian in Eagan, part of the metro area here, has an interesting project underway.  Do your memoir in six words. Gonna give it a try:   […]

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Strange Weather

Fall                                                 New Autumn Moon A strange weather time.  A storm system and winds blowing in from the east.  Our weather systems almost always come from the west, following the planet’s rotation and the jet stream, but this raggedy storm system got stuck over Wisconsin and has begun to retrograde, head back west. The quiet of […]

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Breaching the Walled Garden of the Self

Fall                                               Waning Harvest Moon Prepping for a presentation on Spiritual Resources for Humanists.  Reading books, articles, letting ideas slip past as I get ready to sleep, keeping my antennae out for what feeds me now. The book I mentioned before, All Things Shining, has convinced me of one thing.  It’s important to know why we […]

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This Light of Mine

Lughnasa                                                  Full Harvest Moon “Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” – Howard Thurman Howard Thurman was a theologian who studied with the Quaker mystic, Rufus Jones.  His work, which I had forgotten until I […]

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Gifts and Talents

Lughnasa                                                                            Waning Honey Extraction Moon Kate and I had a conversation the other day about talent.  Two of her sisters make their living playing classical violin.  They have talent.  A lot of it.  BJ went to Julliard and Sarah to Curtis, both academies for topflight talent.  They both graduated and have been able to work […]

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Gut Check

Winter                                                                    New Moon of the Cold Month Last Monday night I ate dinner with my friends, six of them, at a restaurant, the Bukhara, which carries on the Mughal influenced culinary tradition of Northern India.  On the way home I got a gut check on my world view.  There was a light snow, the temperature […]

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The Self

Samhain                                                   Waxing Thanksgiving Moon Woollies at Stefan’s house tonight.  Bill, Frank, Warren, Stefan, Scott, Tom, Mark, me.  Paul was there for a bit before he left to have dinner with his daughter Clare. Topic tonight was what role a higher power plays in your life, if any.  We wandered here and there, but came back […]

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A Real Boy

Lughnasa                                               Waning Artemis Moon Had an odd experience as I rode the lawn tractor back to the garage after putting all the no longer needed honey supers in the shed, putting the spun out frames back on the hives and heading back along the vegetable garden toward the truck gate.  I felt like a real […]

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