Friday, January 25, 2019

Learning to Let Go more better

Life is about Figuring Shit Out.
It is fun and exciting to Figure Shit Out.
Even if you are 62
and have really Screwed Stuff Up.
Even if people you really loved a lot Screwed You Over.
That just helps you learn to 
Let Go more better.

Friday, April 22, 2016

Blinded by love and hope. Classic.

What on EARTH made me EVER think this was a tulip poplar,
I will NEVER know.
Love and hope blinded me.
It isn't the first time THAT has happened, ffs.

Friday, December 25, 2015

The Queen is Dead! Long Live The Queen!

The Queen Of All That Walks Upon The Earth Both Living And Dead
surveys the goings-on of her vassals
and is amused.

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

The Spiritual Significance Of Laughter or How Many Divine God-heads Does It Take To Change a Light Bulb?

Once upon a time, way back before the Big Bang, god-ness was the only thing there was. God-ness was different than nothing, but god-ness was not something either— it was just god-ness having god-thoughts about god-stuff.

That went on for a few billion years. Not that there was measurable time. Time is a post-Bang concept, of course. So is measuring, for that matter.

God-ness was interested in nothingness as a theoretical concept and recognized that if there was no “something” then “nothing” could not exist. God-ness passed a few more billion years contemplating this juxtaposition of nothingness and something-ness. Then god-ness thought up a way to make stuff exist. God-ness invented the Big Bang!

God-ness took a good long time considering the good and evil which would accompany the advent of materialism, and pondering whether or not existence was worth always feeling late, once measurable time came on the scene.

You’d think materialism and time would be enough to stop god-ness from using the Big Bang, but even the divine god-head can’t resist a new toy. Things got really fun when it was time for the Bang because god-ness thought of something so funny that laughing out loud came into existence 10 to the billionth second before everything else.

The act of imbuing existence with the concept of humor made god-ness get so distracted by feelings of pleasure that, when the explosion occurred, god-ness accidentally got caught in it. And that is how a drop of god consciousness got into everything. (It is also why god-ness decided that controlling one’s thoughts through meditative practice was going to play a key role in the human experience of soul and spiritual development.)

Think of it! Because of laughter, there is a drop of god consciousness in everything! Not just in people and all the other Earth stuff, but in Mars stuff, Milky Way stuff, Andromeda stuff, brown dwarf star stuff, cosmic dust stuff, black hole stuff – in everything. God consciousness is in everything everywhere.

So – and this is gospel so pay attention – even if we incarnate as a life form in some jerkwater solar system out on the fringes of the Pisces-Cetus Supercluster, we don’t have to worry about being bereft of god or laughter. Brilliant!

Of course, the bad news is that wherever we incarnate we will still be karma’s bitch.


Still, it’s worth it for a good laugh, right?
The End

P.S. Maybe god-ness jumped into the Bang on purpose. Maybe laughter was the whole point of the Bang. We pay a high price for incarnation – samsara, dukkha, and all – so maybe laughter is god-ness’s way of giving us some ice cream when the samsaric weather gets hot?

Monday, July 6, 2015

How we spent the 4th

Clearly, my daughter's double major in
Global Studies
Sexuality and Gender Studies
was worth every penny.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Almost worth mentioning

Mt. Ellen, yesterday,
my last Vermont peak over 4K ft.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Making Friends In The Neighborhood

I spent a morning trying to get close to butterflies and bumblebees with one of my soon-to-be new students.
It was royal.
And golden.
And magically delicious.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Making Friends In The Neighborhood

Liriodendron tulipifera!

In the centre of the road stood an enormous tulip-tree, which towered like a giant above all the other trees of the neighborhood, and formed a kind of landmark. Its limbs were gnarled and fantastic, large enough to form trunks for ordinary trees, twisting down almost to the earth, and rising again into the air.

(Washington Irving, The Legend of Sleepy Hollow)

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Making friends in the neighborhood

Last week he loved me and we shared dinner.

Then his family came home.

Tonight I eat alone.

W A I T!! I hear meowing.

He is here!!

I swear. I am not making this up.

Probably he smelled the salmon cooking.