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Mixed Thinks
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In a yoga class a few weeks ago, a teacher read this from Krishnamurti:
“Immaturity lies only in total ignorance of self. To understand yourself is the beginning of wisdom.”
As a kid, I was praised for being more mature than the other kids, and while that may have been true, somehow I got my aloofness all [...]
Old Tarts
For the past two days I have been simultaneously exuberantly happy about how things are going – my mid-thirties rock!- and slightly paranoid about some of things about which I am exuberantly happy. My mid-thirties are proving to be tarty, and while this is great fun, it also has me looking over my occasionally bare [...]
Misbehaving Tuesday: Retail Therapy Edition
This Misbehaving Tuesday found me feeling a little off, getting kicked around by hormones and the weather. It being Tuesday and all, I decided it was time to bust out the pink wallet, which sounds provocatively euphemistic, but really: I have this little pink wallet that says, “shoe fund” on it, and while the [...]
Sticky Situation
I have a thing about stickers.
Every so often I come into possession of some stickers, usually as a gift, and I never know what to do with them. I think that bumper stickers are obnoxious; while people are entitled to express themselves by plastering evidence of their political and religious inclinations or their sense of [...]
Heads or Tales
Earlier today Mr. Smile Hon posted this picture on Facebook:
Instantly, I was reminded of a moment from high school. I was in a car with members of the calling circle, driving some one home at night. We were driving down a street of split level houses with large windows, when we passed a house with [...]
Not To Put Too Fine A Point On It
They Might Be Giants’ Flood was one of those massively formative albums for me – silly, weird, accordion-centric, and out of the mainstream. I bought it on a bike trip to New Hope just before I turned fifteen, and twenty years later They are still my favorite band. (And I still have a massive crush [...]
Time
In the car on the way up to Philly yesterday morning, it hit me again: there is not enough time.
This has been happening a lot lately. Mortality has been hanging there; it’s an almost physical presence urging me on, to go, go, go, because there is no time to waste.
It could be a big birthday [...]
Days of Future Passed
Last night I was noodling around google analytics, and the date heading caught my attention.
January 14, 2010
For just an instant, I was surprised. It looked like a date that should be in the future.
So far, 2010 is proving to be a bit surreal.
Intermission
This morning Scott got a call from one of his best friends with news that he is divorcing. Scott was surprised. I was not. It is not that there was anything this couple did to make me think that their twenty-five year relationship had passed its peak, it is only that I learned a long [...]
T Party