Jul
1

I Loaf and Invite My Soul

One of my favorite activities comes from my pal, Walt Whitman, who advised me to “loaf and invite my soul.” That may seem hard to do in the modern world where that river you hear rushing in the distance is really a freeway and that bird gliding high above is actually a plane, where billboards block trees and cement paves fields, where people walk around with ear buds and sunglasses as if in transparent, portable isolation tanks.

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Jun
24

Fun: It’s Your Evolutionary Right

Last week was my mom’s birthday. Born February 17, 1934, she moved on to What Comes Next in January of 2011. I’ve missed her every day since, marveling yet again how we could have been such loving strangers. In part, it’s the old story: I didn’t appreciate her until I was (give or take a few years) her age, standing (give or take a few ideas) in her shoes.

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Jun
17

I Want My Social Media

Most Saturday mornings, I like to stroll up and down our block-long Farmers Market. I go for the local produce; I stay for the local politics. At the end of each block, you’ll find activists of all ages, red and blue, holding banners, pushing petitions, advocating and protesting side by side, all given equal space and equal time. The democracy of card tables and folding chairs.

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Jun
10

Olympics & the Competition Paradigm

I always enjoyed the Olympics. Then I became a parent. Signed my son up for Little Kickers and T-Ball. Watched those cartoon-proportioned people run around on Saturday mornings. Listened to season after season of Coach Philosophy. Sat with parents who were in way over their heads but who acted as if they were natural born swimmers.

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