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All is Well

“I conclude that all is well,” says Oedipus, and that remark is sacred. It echoes in the wild and limited universe of man. It teaches that all is not, has not been, exhausted. It drives out of this world a god who had come into it with dissatisfaction and a preference for futile sufferings. It…

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The Rising

Today being Easter and this blog never about religion, per se, but philosophy and nature and the bold act of reaching for something more than what we were yesterday, it seemed appropriate to talk about the rising. Not Jesus, for this I defer to the experts of stories written in the Bible (and only the…

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The Futility in Fragility, and Doing It Anyway

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are oneDrying in the colour of the evening sunTomorrow’s rain will wash the stains awayBut something in our minds will always stay— Sting, Fragile Pushing snow off a driveway in an active snowstorm is an act in futility, displayed for all to see in the snowflakes quickly…

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On Valentine’s Day, Accept Þetta Reddast

In Iceland there’s a saying that speaks of resilience and hopefulness. In only a few days there I heard it several times, evidence of the shared belief of her people, . Þetta Reddast means it (Þetta) will all work out (Reddast). In case you’re wondering, as I did, Þetta Reddast is pronounced “thet tah red…