Returning Epiphanies
I re-read a chapter of Zen Spirit, Christian Spirit. All my objections forgotten, as a message I’ve discovered and lost so often returns yet again. My own conflicted nature evaporates like so much dew...
I re-read a chapter of Zen Spirit, Christian Spirit. All my objections forgotten, as a message I’ve discovered and lost so often returns yet again. My own conflicted nature evaporates like so much dew...
Frankie attends his first after-school trip. Mira and I take advantage of this to go to dinner by ourselves. A short drive to downtown Suffern, and we walk from the commuter parking lot in...
Ki-on carries on. Carmen manipulates. Carlos and Justin complain. Ibrahim defies. Seated in a horseshoe formation, in a corner room, they test me while taking their tests. I feel the familiar sensations: tightening in...
Deftly move through the day. Roll back from Bronx River bumper-to-bumper traffic, failing computers, and unprinted lessons. Stand shoulder-to-shoulder with H: face down a quarrelling Demba—and follow through. Negotiate 9th period alone at the...
The traffic is bumper-to-bumper south of Anthony Wayne Recreation Area. A five-minute drive to the first exit for Bear Mountain takes an hour. When we learn the park is closed, due to reaching capacity,...
Our niece Diane and her daughter Mialena join us for dinner. Mira serves us heaping portions of her Jambalaya, with a mixed-green salad and tomatoes on the side. A tangy aftertaste follows the first,...