“Walking meditation has no destination…except awareness.” My walking meditations usually occur at the trailing end of my dog’s leash. On four or five daily strolls of between ten and thirty minutes, I enjoy the opportunity to focus my thinking in… Read more >
One device used to get members of my writing group involved in the writing process is a “Why?” question. Why did you move to Florida? Why did you choose to live in Good Samaritan Village? …and so on. A philosophy… Read more >
Thoughts from an Eight Dollar Chair I sit in an eight dollar plastic chair on a balmy, late spring day, and I begin thinking about death. I notice that I don’t find the thought particularly sad or dreadful: I just… Read more >
It sits upon its own invisible extremities or sometimes hangs unobtrusively in a place of perceived convenience. At other times, it attaches itself to the hip of its host while waiting patiently to strike upon his flaccid ear. Although it… Read more >