Going Alone

It is not easy to not watch someone else struggling with life. I am not referring to not seeing them struggle, but not watching them do...

In his book Walden, specifically in the chapter titled "The Ponds", Henry David Thoreau describes the seasons and moods of Walden Pond as...

Morning is a time to remember the people in our lives. If not our very first thought, then at least after we are fully awake. Recall each...

Such a long hike to get here, now. The place where I set out from is invisible beyond those distant hills, a memory of setting out from a...

I keep forgetting - fooling myself, really - that I could be in any circumstance other than the one in which I find myself now. It's fun...

Our personal nature is our most visible evidence that our will is never fully free: as how many forces of my personal being - my...

I expect my consciousness is a connect-the-dots affair; a consequence of some trillions of atoms gathered and enlivened through the...

I took our sick dog Ollie to the doggie E.R. yesterday. The visit was a costly, though worthwhile expense, for Ollie's sake, as well as...

I have such a small and precious set of values - objectives and principles to guide my life. So very few. Each one is precious to me, as...

I wonder how far down the tree of life consciousness goes? Like us, dogs are clearly aware of themselves relative to the world, and can...

Necessity suggests a condition which must be met in order for a proposition to be true, while sufficiency guarantees the proposition is,...

How best might I prove myself wrong? I have this suspicion, not quite yet a belief perhaps, that free will is an illusion. How can I...

It is a difficult thing to wipe my glasses while doing nothing else. My mind, my deep and inner mind, knows how to do this chore without...

I swam yesterday in the sea. I swam possibly too far yesterday in the sea, as I am today quite worn and spent. I expect that this is a...

It is said that good actions are their own reward; bearing an immediate and lasting fruit of nearly tangible well-being unto at least the...

Emotions are a curious thing to ride upon. They jump and jostle and jolt and then rest, before picking up again and tossing all about. As...

How much more decorous a possession than honest self-reflection; though there is nothing to see in such wealth besides the owner's...

Yumiko and I decided to downsize after Emily left to begin life on her own. Our own move began just two days after Emily left our home on...

Who knew becoming empty-nesters was so painful? Surely, neither Yumiko or I did. And who knew how fast the sense of absence and loss...

July 11th, 2020 was the last day our daughter lived at home with Yumiko and me. Emily has been with us a long time, since November 25th,...