Is this fiction?

    Is this fiction? "Is this fiction?" But he wasn't asking me. The young man checking me out at Von's on the campus of Purdue University had asked his colleague if my purchase, Don Quixote, was fiction. With the category clarified, he returned to face me with an apology along the lines that he... Continue Reading →

10 thoughts to think over

"Don't translate, answer." Those were the instruction from my Russian professor in college. He wanted his students to answer his questions posed in Russian as responses, not having taken the extra step to translate from Russian to English to Russian to answer. I have something similar in mind with the thoughts I'm listing below. They... Continue Reading →

Use what you have in your garden

A recipe for writing? I have two chive plants in my herb garden. I have a sage, oregano and thyme which all have returned this spring. And, for you climate changes doubters out there, my rosemary plant came back this spring. I have had a rosemary plant every summer for ten years and each winter it... Continue Reading →

ACTE!

              Sure, the search engines will pester me about the title to this post. I know that they will because it is not ladled to their always open mouths to be poured in drip by drip. They want me to write for your expectations. They want me to create... Continue Reading →

Chasing the external

                         "O seeker, know that the path to Truth is within you" -Sufi Sheikh Badrutdin   The chase is on   I don't get is sometimes. All this chasing the external. Chasing clicks, likes, sales, external validation. I just don't. There isn't anything of... Continue Reading →

Reading for fun again

Read Me for fun again I have been reading a lot recently. However, I was not reading for fun or relaxation. I've been reading page after page devoted to helping me understand my mind and the path I allowed it to take. That path led to mental, spiritual and physical delusion. It was an incredibly... Continue Reading →

More leave ins for the mind

I think of my journals, my sketchbooks of the mind, as both landing spots and launching pads for thoughts. The pages are book marks for storing mental energy. These bits of mental energy have been stored on my journal pages for a bit now. They landed from my mind and are ready to be launched... Continue Reading →

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