To the Best of My Ability

“However much I may be impressed by the difference between a star and the dark space around it, I must not forget that I can see the two only in relation to each other, and that this relation is inseparable.” – Alan Watts In the United States, we have this peaceful transfer of power every…

Philosophy | Poetry

Living This Now Moment

“We have somehow conned ourselves into the notion that this moment is ordinary. This now moment, in which I’m talking and you’re listening, is eternity.” – Alan Watts Well, we’ve reached it again. Now. Did you expect it to be more? Now.Such that it is. Our time; our only time.Make it shine. I thought about…

Culture | Habits | Learning | Philosophy | Poetry | Stoicism

From This Moment

“How quietly Ibegin again from this momentlooking at the clock, I start over So much time haspassed, and is equaledby whateversplit-second is present from thismoment this momentis the first”– Wendell Berry, Be Still In Haste Two weeks into the New Year. About as distracting a beginning to a New Year as I can ever recall….

Culture | Habits | Learning | Personal Growth | Philosophy | Productivity

Poised, and Wise, and Our Own, Today

“In times when we thought ourselves indolent, we have afterwards discovered that much was accomplished, and much was begun in us.“– Ralph Waldo Emerson, Essays: Second Series, “Experience“ (and all subsequent quotes in this post) I got lost in the headlines for a bit before writing today. Getting spun up in politics and pandemics and…

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Hit the Road, Jack

“You boys going to get somewhere, or just going?” We didn’t understand his question, and it was a damned good question. – Jack Kerouac, On the Road I first visited Jack Kerouac’s grave in Lowell, Massachusetts when I was 20 years old. Once I knew where it was I’d stop in now and then to…

Culture | Poetry

Another Dance

“Don’t call this world adorable, or useful, that’s not it.It’s frisky, and a theater for more than fair winds.”Mary Oliver, Where Does the Dance Begin, Where Does It End? When the world show you more than fair winds (this week surely did that), a sprinkling of Mary Oliver poetry soothes the soul. Don’t think I…