A gypsy scribbler's musings & ruminations
Child: Where does God live? Ancient Man: On the highest peak of the holy mountain, shrouded in cloud and fire, distant and thunderous. The path there is treacherous for the living. Medieval Man: Child, God does not live on this mountain or that, but in the highest heaven - the unmoved and outermost sphere within... Continue Reading →
One of my new favorite authors, Joshua Gibbs, wrote somewhere (I wish I could remember where) about how the purpose of each stage of life is to prepare for the next. I remember that Gibbs was writing about high school and teenagers, so he was also saying it another way: enjoying the present moment is... Continue Reading →
A Mission Without a Moral Compass When Facebook launched in the early 2000s, Mark Zuckerberg had no long-term plan or goal. Soon after they had reached 1 million accounts, an interviewer asked him what his plans were for the company and he said "Um ... I mean ... there doesn't necessarily have to be more."... Continue Reading →
Life is full. There are many things to be do besides stare out the window and think about the ways in which technology changes the experience of living, but that's exactly what I have found myself doing this last month. It started when I was dog-sitting for some friends in September. Looking for a bed-time... Continue Reading →
I would like to introduce you to my niece. Say hello to Mary. Mary is six and a half years old and was born with a very rare genetic disorder called CardioFacioCutaneous Syndrome (CFC). Don't worry if you have never heard of it. According to one estimate, there are fewer than 500 known cases in... Continue Reading →
I had a birthday this week. Normally I would not mention it in this kind of public space. I hesitate to do so even now lest anyone think that I'm fishing for extra birthday attention. I'm not. That said, I turned 41 on Thursday. The fact is relevant to this post because it is an... Continue Reading →
It is not too much to say that I have scrubbed more tubs in the last three months than I have in the previous fifteen years. "What does this mean?" I hear you ask. "Are you really scrubbing more than normal now? Or did you just never scrub your tub until now?" The truth is... Continue Reading →
If "Hope's the thing with feathers," Then surely it's a mocker -That cocks its impish head and tauntsEach dark, despairing hour - Sore tossed upon the waves, I've cried, "All's lost! Life comes undone - "When "Lost - life comes!" - I hear it chirp -My voice - transformed by one - Who jibes the... Continue Reading →
As many of you know, last year on November 1st I chose not to renew my contract at the school where I had been teaching for five years. I wrestled with God and he won. He asked me to trust him and I said okay. True as it is, saying it that way makes it... Continue Reading →
A while back, I wrote a post describing Time as the graph on which we map the trajectory of all action. It isn't the force or the line, only the measure. Not the body or the motion, only the medium. Not the actor or the play, only the stage. An ever changing stage. A river.... Continue Reading →
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