So different and so new…. It’s not different, nor is it new. Things stop becoming new quickly. We sound like imitations of ourselves. Our words aren’t new. The things we say to each other aren’t new; we’ve said them before to each other; we’ve said them to different people. We forgot we did. Then, it hits us; it’s déjà vu, […]
Read morePoints on Love 2 or Life’s a Roundabout
1) Yesterday, my student K, an elderly woman, presented a box to me. On the box, she’d written “Sensei” in Japanese characters, and inside the white carton were homemade sweets. Her action touched me, especially since I’d only taught her once before. My love of sweets must’ve been impressed upon her in our study of […]
Read moreMusings: Points on Love
1) In Tokyo, Valentine’s Day is a day where women profess their love to the men in their lives. In an Eastern role reversal, the women buy chocolates in heart-shaped boxes and cards, while men wait for declarations of affection and chocolate-ly kisses. (The men reciprocate on March 14). It’s a great idea; there’s less pressure on both sexes, this […]
Read moreOn Love: How It Lingers, How It Lasts
Was there a garden or was the garden a dream? – Jorge Luis Borges (Adam Cast Forth) My mother skypes me in the morning (my morning, her night), and fills me in on the hummingbirds who’ve flown into her house and act like its theirs, her garden and its beauties, the concerts or shows she’s […]
Read moreLetter from Tokyo: “Rejoice, Rejoice!”
See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland. – Isaiah 43:19 (The Bible) Dear Friends, Two minutes ago while I was eating a juicy, delicious grapefruit (Hi DB!), the fullness of this life hit […]
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March 28, 2013 
