Archive for May, 1995

QUESTIONS I ASK MYSELF

I came in from my walk this morning with my stomach and back covered with a scattering of little reddening, splotchy bumps. That’s what I get for going out barechested. I must traveled through a formation of mosquitos squadrons whose dive-bombing accuracy had been honed by practice runs at a weekend of Memorial Day picnics! [...]

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ROBERTA AND KIM

I was reading a student’s journal this morning. As I read her entries, I felt myself being enveloped by a majestic grace. The more I read the more I realized that the purpose of teaching is to help another person crack their hard, encasing shell to reveal their life-giving kernel, to help bring something forth [...]

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THE INTERNET AND ME

As I left this morning for a walk, I noticed a large, magnificently engineered spider web shimmering in the moonlight. It’s strands were attached to and brought together in common purpose some day lilies, a rose bush, a few purple cone flowers, and an overhanging branch of a Japanese magnolia. And I thought of a [...]

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CAVES, WEBS, AND THE HOMELESS

Well, spring’s lightness zipped through town in a blur like an express train causing me to move on the street like a slow, lumbering freight train. At 5:00 this morning the effort to slog through the overbearing heat and humidity that hung heavy in the air made it difficult to appreciate either the playful melodies [...]

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