My dad died three years ago this week. Super Bowl Sunday morning, 2018. Remembering him a lot lately; when even I need patience, he comes to mind. Steadfast? Yep, that too. This year I’m also remembering the great care he got, we all got, through Vitas Healthcare. They provided solid hospice care to him; they …
Category: mental health
Lunch With ALL, School Days, COVID
The daily spin. Mid-day, mid-week just now, but over the last year. I have to remind myself, “you’re so lucky to have this time.” Whew. Plates of food here and there, small bowls of cut fruit too. All amongst papers and books, pencils and pens. Quite a sense of immediate disarray. Sometimes the banter is …
Lyrics Post: “Moves Like Jagger”
Didn’t know Maroon 5 wrote this one; knew it was catchy. Then my eight year old son started shaking it to the beat, and I was all IN. Moves like Jagger, shake it all night....GOOD. "Moves Like Jagger" (feat. Christina Aguilera) [Adam Levine:] Oh... Oh! Just shoot for the stars If it feels right And …
The Campers In The Shadows
Down Garcia Drive, and South / East Bayshore Frontage Road in Mountain View, amongst the many buildings that house the likes of Google, YouTube, LinkedIn, there are campers after campers after campers. A long row, on the east side, the industrial side. In the shadows of so many tech companies. I sit writing this in …
Casey at the Bat by Ernest Lawrence Thayer | Poetry Foundation
The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day; — Read on http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45398/casey-at-the-bat
The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe | Poetry Foundation
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, — Read on http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/48860/the-raven
It’s All About Connections
I might have guessed this was true. Then I heard this interview with journalist Amanda Mull, from The Atlantic, who's documented the effects of this Pandemic Time on the social fabric of our lives. Weak Ties. They matter. Beyond our "main" connections and core, closest family and friends, it's the people maybe one or two …
Swing Away
Maybe a baseball term, maybe golf, maybe just in my head. The intent is the same: Don’t hold back, you’re free to make the decision, do what you think best, swing away. Just make contact, play it safe, or let it all hang out, full rotation, come what may. I think I play it safe …
Protecting, Believing
In the dirt, believe; protect what’s in the dirt, the dirt itself, even better. Protect the green, food unto all, for all, let it be, let it be, from Mother Earth, let it be.
On Bended Knee
I’m on bended knee, looking at the weekend… Two days like any other, yet expectations so high… Hoping for a break, a little rest, a different pace… Somewhat so, somewhat so, some otherwise more the same, by choice really… Same pressures, same pause, same joy, all really there, if only we make room…in our minds, …