Rosa’s Pizza is on the Long Island Railroad level of Penn Station. To my best recollection, it has been there since before I started taking the LIRR regularly in the early 1970s, and I still go there occasionally when I… (READ MORE)
Wanted to share with all of you the text (plus link) of an email I received today from FCNL: Here in Washington, everyone agrees that the current level of federal budget deficits is unsustainable. Our FCNL policy is that –… (READ MORE)
I came out briefly to sit and contemplate and write in my journal before a staff meeting at lunch time (no lunch provided). The Scott Burton chairs in the National Sculpture Garden are one of the more delightful places to… (READ MORE)
Dear Friends, It has been a mind-boggling several weeks. The magnitude of the upheavals and the impact on all of the world, including human beings, is beyond my ability to grasp. Closer up than the unfolding devastation in Japan and… (READ MORE)
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
What do you first notice when you look at this photo? What do you notice next? Do you find yourself making aesthetic judgments or comparisons? What about moral judgments? Is it possible truly to witness without judgment? To see the… (READ MORE)
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
A neighbor who lives in the top floor of the building across the street, and thus has a spectacular view of the maples in front of my house writes: “The buds on your tree are more numerous than yesterday, and… (READ MORE)
When I was walking into work in the cold rain this morning, the song “Plastic Jesus” arose in my head. I thought that I didn’t know many of the lyrics, but when I got back and checked for recordings to… (READ MORE)
My top word for the week is “dank,” which evokes so much in so little space. I was attending a conference for much of the early part of the week and simultaneously needed to meet a combination of expected and… (READ MORE)