thinking thursday. (WHAT? IT’S FRIDAY ALREADY?)
mind :: my brain and yours On language, self control, and poverty: "…by the age of three, children from professional families actually have larger recorded vocabularies than the parents of the welfare families." Literary last words. James Joyce's last words: "Does nobody understand?" (Thanks to Clara Boza) Lesson plan in …
poetry wednesday : do what you are going to do, and I will tell about it
I go back to May 1937 I see them standing at the formal gates of their colleges, I see my father strolling out under the ochre sandstone arch, the red tiles glinting like bent plates of blood behind his head, I see my mother with a few light books at …
mindful monday : to stay
"To stay with that shakiness—to stay with a broken heart, with a rumbling stomach, with the feeling of hopelessness and wanting to get revenge—that is the path of true awakening. Sticking with that uncertainty, getting the knack of relaxing in the midst of chaos, learning not to panic—this is the …
spreading nina.
Several months ago, the third edition of The Educated Heart: Professional Boundaries for Massage Therapists and Bodyworkers was published. Written by my friend Nina (rhymes with China), she told me when the first box of books arrived from the publisher that it was the thing she was most proud of …
thinking thursday.
mind :: my brain and yours All creative work is derivative. (Thanks to Judy Kinney) Top ten collaboration tools. "I have long harbored the notion, no doubt foolishly, that incarceration wouldn’t be all that particularly bad. To the contrary. It would give me time to catch up on my reading." …
poetry wednesday : swallow the pinbones of your loss.
let the world spin as it spins Eat the last cookies in the box. Wear the same pair of jeans two weeks in a row. See the orchid die, leaf by leaf. Wipe the countertop carelessly, so it’s sticky as spit the next time you lean on your elbows …
A book tour takes shape!
I have two new books coming out in September and November 2010 and I'd love to get out in the world to share them, meet you, hear your stories, play ping pong (BEWARE, I was the 7th grade ping pong champion), and perhaps eat some baklava or carmelized cauliflower together. …
poetry wednesday
always, at the end of every day It comes to this: the fall to bed. Despite Herculean hopes to repair the broken furniture, to birth works of unassailable beauty,despite a heart with its tongue out, panting for love, or the hawk starewe train on our most extravagant intentions. Despite the …
poetry wednesday : love without a balance sheet
Even after all this time The sun never says to the earth, "You owe Me." Look what happens with A love like that, It lights the Whole Sky. – Hafiz Love without a balance sheet. Without measuring return on investment. Without bar charts and Excel spreadsheets. It lights the Whole …
