Monthly Archives: January 2011

Working Hands

Posted on January 26, 2011 by randomyriad

A child works fingers like keys in the lock tight on the box that contains the treasure of a world that can’t be seen or heard or even tasted only felt and squeezed until it releases its mysteries drop by … Continue reading →

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Violent Dreamers

Posted on January 25, 2011 by randomyriad

I just saw Inception last night. It was well written, well acted, and thoroughly engaging, but there was one thing that kept nagging at me. Why all the guns and explosives. Are dreams really like this? It was more like … Continue reading →

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What Sky Will We Reach For This Week?

Posted on January 24, 2011 by randomyriad

No one shows a child the sky– African Proverb   Another long work week begins, and I begin with this idea. I will not try to show children the sky, but give them lots of opportunities to look up and … Continue reading →

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Make Your Maps as You Go

Posted on January 23, 2011 by randomyriad

How to Discover Your Own New Worlds Step 1: Lose the Way The first step . . . shall be to lose the way.– Galway Kinnell It’s important to forget what you are doing–then a work of art may happen. … Continue reading →

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Moonset

Posted on January 22, 2011 by randomyriad

Through a Winter Window As I procrastinate the moon is swallowed in the rising day’s rosy haze.

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