Lots of activity at Trafalgar Square, setting things up for Pride festivities tomorrow. And I love the Assyrian protective spirit standing guard over it all. The British Museum has several colossal statues (“lamassu”) of this winged-man-bull/lion deity from ancient Mesopotamia.
This is from over 25 years ago in Tallahassee. The space shuttle flies low over the phallus of the State of Florida Capitol, hitching a ride home to Cape Canaveral. Some call it “spring cleaning”. I call it “purging”. I kept the card, but I certainly didn’t need printouts of old COBOL code anymore! Or… Continue reading Space Shuttle Over Tallahassee
Today is National Coming Out Day. Culturally, “coming out” experiences are distinct rites of passage that are a shared experience for most rainbow people - we all have our coming out stories. It’s one of the things that unite us as a “tribe.” Coming out can be scary as hell, even life threatening. And also… Continue reading Happy National Coming Out Day – 2017
"To be more childlike, you don't have to give up being an adult. The fully integrated person is capable of being both an adult and a child simultaneously. Recapture the childlike feelings of wide-eyed excitement, spontaneous appreciation, cutting loose, and being full of awe and wonder at this magnificent universe." ~ Wayne Dyer Before and… Continue reading Eclipse Magic
This is Erin with Ronin, our beloved Great Dane who is gone but never forgotten. About 2012. His mouth was big enough to get around a volleyball. We let him keep the ball as a toy. It was a prized possession and Ronin treated it gingerly (our current pack would have ripped it to shreds).… Continue reading Ronin and the Volley of the Dolls
Tomorrow will be 14 years since Erin and I met on a first date. A kite flies best when someone keeps it anchored against the air currents. Let go of the tether, and a kite flutters away and drifts to the ground. I'm the kite dancing with wind, stretching high. Erin is the boy holding… Continue reading Kite Flying as Metaphor
Mom is in good shape! She's 83 now. And look at who is peeking out between us - the Virgin Mary. A couple days ago Mom sat at the dinner table with me, keeping me company while I ate a sandwich. She started crying. "Momi, why are you crying?" I asked. "I still remember you… Continue reading A Mom’s Love
Nonviolence is a powerful and just weapon. [It] cuts without wounding and ennobles the man who wields it. It is a sword that heals." Martin Luther King, Jr. This movie scene from Gandhi still gives me goosebumps. The background to this scene: British imperial overlords outlawed India's domestic salt production. Colonial India was compelled to… Continue reading The Sword that Heals