the nature of reality
I am very wise. I mean I must be, I have a website! And that's how it works, right?
This is the text of the speech I gave at my grandfather's funeral, along with some notes for anyone who has a speech of their own to right.
And then, quite suddenly, I turned thirty.
Juggling is a Buddhist endeavour. The trick is not so much in throwing the balls or in catching them or even in the timing. The trick is letting go.
Since a fall from a slide as a toddler, I've been getting migraines. This is my journal about what I'm doing about it.
One of my beliefs is that everything in life is attributable in some (large) respect to luck. Don't believe me? I have everything for which a man could want, and I'm not terribly gifted.
My son is, as I write this, four years old. He's been a rabid fan of dinosaurs for over half his life. Curiously, he prefers the T-Rex to the Allosaurus. Here's why he's wrong.
Wow, I've turned forty. And it's wrought some changes!
They say 40's the new 30. Maybe. But 45's still 45.