The past week has been increasingly turbulent as the start of the academic semester approached. Lots was happening in my work and personal life and instead of riding the wave or even treading water, there were moments when I was sure I was beginning to feel the undertow. Yesterday I was reminded of the need …
Oh COVID, what times are these – yet how very lucky I am to be here in this place. This is a post on noticing on an amazingly beautiful morning, as I went where my legs would take me. Every morning I run. I run just over 2 miles (round trip) to a wonderful tree …
I feel like the title to this post could be read by the voice from the old Hannah Barbara cartoons, you know the ones with wacky races or danger mouse and the commentator who says, ‘will our protagonist save the day or will he become the next pudding’? There’s no race here though, but the …
It is the summer. A hot one. It reminds me of childhood summers in Chicago with blazing sun everyday, grass that was green-now brown, and long, long days. As an academic my job follows termly ebbs and flows of students, teaching timetables, and exams. This is the first year I have not been writing or …
The repetition of experience re-minds us that “I”, more often than not, forget. We won’t remember unless we participate in some regular repetitive form of remembering, what is often referred to as a discipline, a practice, or a ritual. Daniel Budd -from The Daily Stillness. (2 min read) I know this is the second post inspired …