Musings on Dance, Food, Geek Stuff
Today I walked the Scott Street Labyrinth. It’s on Scott Street near the corner of Waller in the Haight District of San Francisco. The labyrinth was created in 2007, sponsored by the California Pacific Medical Center, with the support of many other groups and individuals. It’s easy to miss. Just a bit of concrete surface…
Hank Green on his vlog is so great at taking a relatively esoteric topic and making it something so meaningful and deep that I think about it for days and weeks. This time around, Hank shares a long, rambly musing about the Mola mola (aka the Sunfish) and why it has thrived in the wild…
Today I endeavored to do a labyrinth meditation at my favorite natural wonder in San Francisco, Land’s End. So I got on my motor scooter Chococat and headed to Ocean Beach. At least that was my intention. But what I discovered was… the labyrinth is gone! I assume vandals had removed the stones that formed…
Last night I led my first choreo skill share at the 6th ave skate rink, for about 20 folks, a line dance called “The Stand Up” that I modified to be a skate routine. Line dances are not normally my thing. I find choreography often frustrating to learn. And something in me resists doing the…
I enjoy riding the BART, our local intercity train system. It’s a great place to meditate. One of my favorite meditation practices is to silently hold in the light the people around me. I casually scan the car and take each person in — the bedraggled young man lying across two seats in a stupor,…
Some friends last night were complaining about all the outrageous things that this administration is doing that feel like an accelerating slide toward fascism. “I just want to just hide and play with my phone and pretend it isn’t happening,” one friend said. “That’s how they win,” I argued. “Yeah, but how do you stay…
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If I were to show George Fox a silly TikTok dance, I imagine this would be his response: All ye poets, jesters, rhymers, makers of verses and ballads, who bend your wits to please novelties, light minds, who delight in jests and toys, more than in the simple naked truth which you should be united…
I’ve been enjoying Braiding Sweetgrass by native American botanist Robin Wall Kimmerer. This quote about gratitude as a radical act has been bouncing around my brain: And, while expressing gratitude seems innocent enough, it is a revolutionary idea. In a consumer society, contentment is a radical proposition. Recognizing abundance rather than scarcity undermines an economy…
I’ve been ruminating on this question for awhile now after visiting the amazing San Francisco Columbarium earlier this week with my friend Lainie. Unlike other columbariums that I have visited, this one has niches with transparent walls that the family of the deceased can use however they wish. Of course the main focus is typically…