The Trier is the story of a coffee loving, wanna be writer who discovers that the mysterious roaster’s tool holds the power to transport him back into the history of coffee. And that is just a tease of the Trier trilogy. With that in mind, I humbly, well not that humbly, ask for two seconds …
“Dad. I want to explore.” When I heard that word explore it took me a second to recognize it. Explore. How quaint. How old-fashioned. My young-adult son and I were on vacation in our traditional rental house on the banks of the Ohio River. We’d arrived a day before everyone else in the family and …
I just finished my latest journal, which I call sketchbooks of the mind. This one held about nine months of thoughts and was a little heavy I put it on the shelf next to the 37 others. I use the journals more to clear my mind, and I was happy not to be carrying all …
Wow. I found this in my drafts folder. I thought I had posted more about Marcus Aurelius’s Meditations. I guess not. It strikes me that since I read Meditations that Ai has been creeping more and more into our lives and even our minds. In the year or so that I read Meditations, Ai has …
I find myself more and more often referring to writing as a meditative practice. It much easier on me. It asks so much less of me, asks me to maintain much less. And it stops people from asking me follow up questions to which I would most likely give even more confusing replies. So it …
Thinking is hard. Reacting isn’t. Working on something of any worth requires intention and attention. Producing activity is easy. I am not sure about all you all, but I have hard time sitting still. Somewhere inside me a little voice with a big mouth is telling me that I have to be doing something. The …
Some of us know Rene Descarte from the Latin cogito ergo sum. All of us know Rene Descartes from the English I think therefore I am. That has been around so long that, as far as I can see, it no longer applies to our everyday life. In keeping with my revisions of other words …
Last week, I was fortunate enough to escape the Midwest for a visit to Tucson, Arizona. My son was the host for four days of sun and eighty-degree temps. We took advantage of the climate and spent much of the time outdoors. My son had learned a good much about the local flora and fauna, …
New Year’s Day at six in the morning. No, this isn’t one of those posts written to celebrate and commemorate. One of those posts that looks ahead, looks back. One that includes a top ten list, the best of, the worst of this or that. This then, is actually a repost from this day one …
red apron recipe-practices to put your mind in writing shape This year I celebrated New Year’s Day on my yoga mat in my garage. That is what I have been doing for the last several years now. If you are a little confused, I will be happy to explain. It not about the calendar. I …
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