October 2011
2 posts
“Today the sun is shining, the sky is a deep blue, there is a lovely breeze and I...”
– On February 12, 1944, thirteen year-old Anne Frank wrote these words in her now- famous diary: Anne Frank: The Diary of A Young Girl.
“I vow to offer joy to one person in the morning/ And to relieve the grief of one...”
– Plum Village, A Verse from Plum Village’s, Thich Nhat Hanh’s Buddhist community in France, chanting book
February 2011
2 posts
2011 Happened
Strangely enough it’s been over a year since I used this here blog.
January 2010
2 posts
TRAVEL ELEGY
Everything’s mine but just on loan, nothing for the memory to hold, though mine as long as I look.
Memories come to mind like excavated statues that have misplaced their heads.
From the town of Samokov, only rain and more rain.
Paris from Louvre to fingernail grows web-eyed by the moment.
Boulevard Saint-Martin: some stairs leading into a fadeout.
Only a bridge and a half...
“Inspiration is not the exclusive privilege of poets or artists generally. There...”
December 2009
8 posts
O Holy Night!
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining; It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth! Long lay the world in sin and error pining, Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth. A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices! O night divine, O night when Christ was born! O night, O holy night, O night...
The Pill Is Too Difficult To Swallow
This is what I found when I looked up the possible side effects I could experience from taking the ‘preventive’ Asthma medication, Advair: “Upper respiratory infections, headaches, and a sore throat are common side effects that have been reported with Advair. Side effects that are less common can include a runny nose, shakiness, and increased sweating. Although most people...
Sleeping has been an adventure lately.
I’ve been having a series of intense, spiritual dreams. They usually involve me being really obnoxious. In two of them I remember yelling in tears at the top of my lungs, “Jesus is Lord, Jesus is Lord…” and I wouldn’t stop. In my most recent one I was yelling that in this Mayan looking temple where all these ‘religious/spiritual’ people were performing...
I Dreamed A Dream
[Fantine is left alone, unemployed and destitute] [FANTINE] There was a time when men were kind When their voices were soft And their words inviting There was a time when love was blind And the world was a song And the song was exciting There was a time Then it all went wrong I dreamed a dream in time gone by When hope was high And life worth living I dreamed that love would never die I dreamed...
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“On the brass plate there was inscribed in black letters,
MISS MINCHIN’S...”
– Pg. 4
10 Things I've Enjoyed Lately (November)
Singing
Chai tea
LOTR
The Sound of Music
Pajama onesie
Bracelets
Chapstick
Beer
Tights
My hair
November 2009
13 posts
Our Eyes Are At Fault...
Dietrich Bonhoffer and Maria von Wedemeyier, Love Letters from Cell 92: The Correspondence between Dietrich Bonhoeffer and Maria Von Wedemeyer, 1943-1945, ed. Von Bismark and Kabitz, trans. John Brownjohn (Nashville: Abingdon, U.S. Edition 1995):
“We shall ponder the incomprehensibility of our lot and be assailed by the question of why, over and above the darkness already enshrouding humanity, we...
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We were trying to figure out if we’d changed in the past two years. She said I seemed more alive now.
"Maria, these walls were not built to shut out...
Maria: I left… I was frightened… I was confused. I felt, I’ve never felt that way before, I couldn’t stay. I knew that here I’d be away from it. I’d be safe… I can’t face him again… Oh, there were times when we would look at each other. Oh, Mother, I could hardly breathe… That’s what’s been torturing me. I was there on...
87.11%
I currently have an 87.11% in anatomy with 260 points (a lab exam, lecture exam and final exam) left to be had. At this point I could fail the remainder of the tests and still end up with a B or I could get high A’s on the remainder of the tests and end up with a low A. What a terrible place to be.
Genuine Christian love is forged against the anvil of our selfishness and possessiveness … It is important to remember that love is more than a feeling. It is active and transitive. The real test of my loving is not that I feel loving, but that the other person feels loved by me. Love is what I do to create this sense of feeling cared for.
- Morton T. Kelsey, from his book Companions on the...
Every Now And Then On My Mind
It rained tonight and it was so beautiful I could have wept in joy, but I ended up running through it and getting drenched and out of breath instead.
Sheep Brain Dissection
First we cut off tons of fat from the eye and all the dura mater. Dura mater (the outermost connective tissue that covers pretty much all of the CNS) is extremely tough to cut through.
If this was a human brain it wouldn’t be able to lay on a flat surface and carry its own weight and would end up as a pile of mush, which is why our brains are surrounded by CSF and sort of float in our...
Bodies: The Exhibition →
Someone please join my on an adventure to Sin City to see this exhibition. It would be a dream come true.
Remain Attentive to Your Best Intuition --Henri...
You are living through an unusual time. You see that you are called to go towards solitude, prayer, hiddenness, and great simplicity. You see that, for the rime being, you have to be limited in your movements, sparing with phone calls, and careful in letter writing. You also know that the fulfillment of your burning desire for intimate friendships, shared ministry, and creative work will not...
October 2009
3 posts
“Ah in the thunder air
how still the trees are!
And the lime-tree, lovely and...”
– Trees in the Garden by D.H. Lawrence
September 2009
9 posts
I blogged here. →
Pleaseeee take me, take me!
Sailing
Whale watching
Bowers Museum
Natural History Museum
San Diego Museum of Art (for Richard Avedon)
California Science Center
90's Mix →
I’m having a difficult time enjoying any of the music I own lately. I was telling one of my friends that I think it’s becuase most of the music I like is what I would call ‘winter music’. Nothing really fits these hot, sunny days and I’ve been so thoughtful lately that I almost don’t want to listen to anything. It’s strange.
August 2009
24 posts
Watch this. →
I’m going to see them at sunrise at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery next month.
“And what is more is islands: sea, and unimaginable solid islands, and sea, and a hundred rolling skies. You spill your breath. Nothing holds, the whole show rolls. I can imagine Virginias no less than Pacifics. Inland valley, pool, desert, plain—it’s all a falling sheaf of edges, like a quick-flapped deck of cards, like a dory or a day launched all unchristened, lost at...
