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Back in Brazil

life, People, Reflections, Travel

(previously published on The Wayward Path, www.thewaywardpath.com) The windows are open and the sounds of the evangelical church down the road come flooding through: raucous singing, tambourines, a preacher on a microphone, rapturous fits. Last night, it was the club nearby that…

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Hundreds of Birthdays

Jamaica, Reflections

As my birthday approaches, the years that have built up to create this life wind and intersect in my mind. Loops of memory of all these years. Years stack on top of each other and stand side by side, three and thirty-two, six…

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The Shape of Memory (A Love Letter)

Reflections

Dear Friends, There are hours of silence here, in which there’s ample time to sit under the tree of memory. Often in repose, memories shade me, and when I lean against the thickening trunk of the tree, a leaf of…

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Nothing is Permanent

Reflections

“There was a man who had two sons.  The younger one said to his father, ‘Father, give me my share of the estate.’ So he divided his property between them. “Not long after that, the younger son got together all he had,…

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Tearing Down The Wallpaper

Reflections

Dear Friends, When I was eleven, my family moved to Long Island from Jamaica (West Indies, not Queens). I hated our house on sight, not because the house on the outside resembled every other house on the block, or that…

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“If They Say Why, Tell ’em…….”

Reflections

Dear Friends, My mother sent across many seas and rivers another package of “a few of my favorite things” (Chippies banana chips, lipstick, books, magazines); in the box was my copy of The Enlightened Heart. I haven’t read this “anthology of sacred…

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Love and Loss

Reflections

There’s an album in my mind filled with snapshots of people I’ve loved who are no longer on this earth. I browse though it at random to relive experiences, hugs, and the warmth, that those loved ones have imparted. Sometimes…

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Valiantly

Reflections

He who would valiant be, ‘gainst all disaster. Let him in constancy follow the Master. There’s no discouragement shall make him once relent.  – – He Who Would Valiant Be 1) At St. Hugh’s Prep, before classes each morning, we’d go…

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Rain, Randomness, and Re-imagining the Past

Reflections

Dear Friends, It’s raining in Tokyo, which forces one to reminisce: Many years ago, I met J at my friend Tan‘s house. I was visiting Jamaica from NY for two weeks, and a group of us decided to drive to Hellshire for some fried fish…

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