Jack Ricchiuto posts some thoughts on happiness to which I responded with some of the following in his comments: The greatest gift I can give my children is being with them. Two days ago I spent two hours with my two year old son during which I said nothing. I simply sat on the grass with him, at his eye level and played whatever he wanted to play. I expressed no desires or needs of my own, I imposed no agenda on him. We laughed together and when our wrestling got out of hand and he got hurt I held …
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Stonewall Place closes. What a wonderful documented adventure in the Aleutians that was.
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Dervala Hanley rides the most dangerous road in the world and lives to tell the tale. We switched to the left-hand side for the official start of the crazy Coroico road. Downhill traffic drove closest to the drop, and had to yield to vehicles going uphill to La Paz. This was terrifying. The edge of the road often crumbled to nothing, and often there was only room for one car, requiring slow backward creeps around blind corners. The locals weren’t bothered, blithely overtaking on these corners with Pachamama’s drunken blessing. The honks of the oncoming trucks, above and below, made …
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For perhpas my last little entry on Pentecost, have a look at AKMA�s Pentecost Sermon: Now, you may have noticed that that kind of humble, forgiving love doesn�t just spring up in fountains all over the place. That love, that humility, that forgiveness come down to us as a gift, and our best efforts can�t make that gift come. But we can learn to be ready, we can practice the craft of forgiveness, the attitude of humility, so that the Spirit finds in us a limberness for the labor of love. Indeed, when divine love meets spiritual limberness, why, there�s …
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Courtesy of whiskey river comes this quote from Ludwig van Beethoven, which beautifully captures the notion that “spirit must rise from the earth” even if it seems to reside in the sky: Here, surrounded by the products of nature, often I sit for hours, while my senses feast upon the spectacle of nature. Here the majestic sun is not concealed by any dirty roof made by human hands, here the blue sky is my sublime roof. When in the evening I contemplate the sky in wonder and the host of luminous bodies continually revolving within their orbits, suns or earths …