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Where have all the flowers gone?

thinking thursday.

Every Thursday, just a few links I've discovered, things I'm thinking about. And, of course, a link somewhere to Johnny Depp. (Where I can follow the serendipitous thread I followed to get there, I'll include a thanks to the person who surfaced it for me.) mind :: my brain and …

are you splitting your intentions?

ARE YOU SPLITTING YOUR INTENTIONS? Free Teleconference Class 30 September 2009 / 7-8pm Eastern The first thing David Robinson taught me was something he teaches young actors very early in their training: You cannot play two intentions at the same time on stage. That is as true for life as …

mindful monday.

The Universe in a Single Spoon "Wash the dish. Totally. Hold nothing back. Feel the warmth of the water. Look at the reflection of the light on the surfaces of things. Let your fingers touch the sides of the knife blade, the flat of the spatula, the rim of the …

remember meta.

On this date three years ago, a young woman named Meta was thrown from a car in a wreck at Exit 6 on 240, and died. My story of her death and its aftermath–"Forever hold your penguin dear"–remains one of the most commented-about stories on 37days. We all learned so …

stepping stone sunday.

Every week is punctuated by a Sunday. Sunday is like a stepping stone into my week. For my friend Eliav in Israel, it might be Saturday that provides this kind of pause. For you, depending on your work schedule, it might be Monday or Thursday, that day to sit with, …

simple saturday.

Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication. -Leonardo da Vinci I'm trying to simplify my life. Not only my commitments, my calendar, and my diet, but also my surroundings, my closets, my energy. Perhaps each Saturday, a few thoughts on that (not many because that would be ironic), just to get started, …

Remembering Johnny.

No, not THAT Johnny. And not THAT Johnny either. Nor that one. Or that one. (It appears I might have a thing for men named Johnny). No, none of those. This one. He died September 11, 2002. He was 69 years old, working out in a gym, then gone. I …

Some of us don’t get our 37 days.

“…when we finally know we are dying, and all other sentient beings are dying with us, we start to have a burning, almost heartbreaking sense of the fragility and preciousness of each moment and each being, and from this can grow a deep, clear, limitless compassion for all beings.” –Sogyal …

Speak to me in Scottish.

I think it's fairly clear that I want to speak with a Scottish accent. Or perhaps I want to be Craig Ferguson's next door neighbor and listen to him read the phone book to me over bowls of tofu haggis and stovies. So imagine IMAGINE my surprise and THRILL beyond …