November 20, 2011.
Still Sundays.
The New York City skyline never gets old.
I am getting older; I like it.
Love too never gets old.
This month is over, this year is over, my obsession with time, truth, and love continues.
What do I want to be when I grow up? A writer? A doctor? A teacher? A lawyer? A writer? This time I get to decide how I want to be, not who based on what.
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People have recurring dreams. I don’t.
My latest obsession is putting into words this “recent” dream: I am in a field of teal colored dragonflies. They are everywhere. The field is on the edge of ... read more »
Tagged dreams, economics, life, politics, questions, relating, sublime flux, viktor frankl
Still Sundays.
October 16th.
I am writing from a new place this Sunday morning.
When you say something like that in New York City, you more often than not mean it quite literally.
I am not in my own neighborhood or even inside my apartment. I am in the Hell’s Kitchen neighborhood around 44th and 9th avenue. I don’t live here; I had to return my rental car this morning around the corner. When I woke up this morning I almost forgot I had even rented a car to go out of the City to attend a wedding this weekend. The only reason I remembered is because I realized I am out of tea and ... read more »
Tagged choices, dreams, life, nyc, relating
September 18th
Although there is much to be written this Sunday morning, yarns of thoughts are spinning by themselves around the needle of stillness, I just want to observe and gather some more.
It has been a very full week, more eventful than my typical weeks, and although Sunday puts it together, however fragmented, I am going to need much more time for this week.
Next Sunday I will wake up earlier than I did today to feel Stillness exhale on my skin instead of my gasping for it this morning. Today I slept in Stillness and awoke to the sudden announcement that it is cold and Autumn has arrived although the colors of Fall haven’t ... read more »
Tagged carl jung, choices, dreams, life, process of writing, questions, relating, sublime flux
September 11th
You have to be very alive to dream new dreams; Mama: relationships like buying a house; Whitman.
It can never be just “September 11th” in New York City again like another September 9th or April 9th or whatever other date that comes by every year. This date now means many things to many different people. But history is filled with such dates. Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day is just another day “when something awful and atrocious” happened to most, but to a few it remains as fresh as September 11th is to some of us. Soon another generation will come for whom September 11th will mean differently than it does to us now.
When ... read more »
Tagged choices, dreams, life, nyc, process of writing, questions, relating, whitman, words
July 31st.
Misunderstood dreams shape-shift return to sleep in cities like Prague. Happy Birthday to my mother. Stillness is some Doppler effect.
It’s July 31st and it is my mother’s birthday.
I read this year’s July came with an extra offering: one more Sunday. I also learned that this will not happen again for some 800 or so years. I checked the facts on this. Such a combination occurs far more often than every 800 years. The last occurrence was in July 2005. The next one will be in July 2016. It might as well be accurate though. Yesterday feels like years ago.
Who keeps track of Sundays besides those who are harvesters of Stillness? No ... read more »
Tagged art, choices, dreams, life, non-fiction stories, prague, relating, travel
