That was the question I kept asking during my early years as a doctoral student in philosophy with, you guessed it, a focus on epistemology. I knew, intuitively, with every fiber in my being
Category: Follow our Nature
Here we are, again, as usual; or it seems so . . .
If so, then why do I not F.E.A.R.? (False Evidence Appearing Real). I used to fear nuclear war. Indeed, my entire frozen existence since the age of two years and eight months, having suddenly awake
SON COLIN’S WELCOME DISCOVERY
I notice that when I segue in any way to my 58-year-old son Colin’s healing journey, I don’t get nearly as much interest! Hmmm . . . wonder why. That’s ok. I’m not writing
Kickin’ Ass in Green Acres
LET THE NEW YEAR BEGIN! Work party to care for large tools, and more.
Yesterday’s Daily Dilly Dally Shilly Shally . . .
Having been prompted internally to use the title above — yes, weird! — I looked up the meaning of both dilly dally and shilly shally, and it turns out both refer ultimately to the idea of wasti
As New Year begins . . . “I, SAGITTARIUS”
1/1/2024: FIRST NEW POST IN FIVE MONTHS! Meanwhile, I remain dedicated to my archival/recapitulation project, and might call it “I, Sagittarius,” with my double-Sagittarian astro chart
Puppy Shadow and I stop in at nearby Petco . . .
So. This morning, puppy Shadow and I stopped into our nearby Petco, to replenish his 16-year-old body with daily vitamins. Or is he 17? Possibly. He’s old. Likely as old as I am, at 81
Early Morning, after Longest Night of the Year, THIS!
My amaryllis, Matilda, after bulging for what, ten days? bloomed overnight. Bloomed during the longest night of the year. Here she is at dawn. Three hours later . . . Also, at dawn, looking
Taking a Birthday Break, after this one final offering: IMPLICATIONS OF UFO IN THE BIBLE
This will be my last post until (probably) Friday, December 22rd. During the interim I am going on a three day break (Dec 18-20) to Canyon Inn, set in McCormick’s Creek State Park, one
WELCOME TO THE GREAT AWAKENING! (Oops. Not fun.)
While I resonate increasingly into my anarchist roots, or maybe better, my “organic radical” roots, aligned with Paul Cudenec in trusting Nature as brilliant Teacher and nourishi