Musings on Dance, Food, Geek Stuff
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…
I think about this brief section of The Little Prince very often, but particularly now. The next day the little prince came back. “It would have been better to come back at the same hour,” said the fox. “If, for example, you come at four o’clock in the afternoon, then at three ơ’clock I shall…
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…
I recently came across this while looking through old writings of mine. I wrote it at the end of a month long volunteer training led by the Brethren Volunteer Service in Chicago in the summer of 1992. During those four weeks, I was sequestered with a diverse group of twenty-some volunteers from all over the…