Month: November 2017

joy

Silence As A Condition To Happiness

To be fair, I don’t believe silence is a requirement to be happy.  One can be happy in the midst of a Foo Fighters’ concert (like the one that registered on seismographs in New Zealand). However, I believe that to be able to achieve that level of happiness, one must be able to find that …

culture

Deep Breaths

Deep, deep breaths. Today is a day.  As every day seems to be a day.  I’m not sure if it’s the Trump effect or just a generalized stupid-ing of the world, but the collective intellect of the planet, emotional and intellectual, seems to dwindle by the hour at times. What happened to empathy? To perspective? …

connection

Nieces

Today is my youngest niece’s tenth birthday. It’s weird to me to think back on that pink, squirming little human that got shoved in my inexpert arms so many years ago.  I was afraid to touch her, and despite intellectually knowing she was family, it never occurred to me at the time that she was …

politics

Patience, Part 2

Maybe it’s because I’ve passed forty.  Maybe it’s because I am a combination of stunted growth and half a lifetime’s experience.  I haven’t hardened into a rigid old man yet, but I’m beyond the delusions of youth, where I assume the world can be changed by complaints or good intentions. In real life, call-outs often …

reading

French Sorrow

I’ve been reading a lot of Dumas, to go along with the great deal of H.G. Wells and personal development books into which I’ve been delving. The reason for the self-help stuff is to remain focused, and thinking about purpose and joy and other such motivational human factors helps me do so, though I’ll admit …