Category Archives: conversations

Have a Little Talk With Fear

Pema Chödrön: A Story about Fear Once there was a young warrior. Her teacher told her that she had to do battle with fear. She didn’t want to do that. It seemed too aggressive; it was scary; it seemed unfriendly. But … Continue reading

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Conversation with a Preschooler

J: I had a dream that a alligator walked into the kitchen. Me: What did you do? J: Nothing I just sitted there in the chair. After a pause. J: It talkted too. Me: What did it say? J: I … Continue reading

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What We Are Dealing With in this Land of Delusion.

We are dealing, then, with an absurdity that is not a quirk or an accident, but is fundamental to our character as people. The split between what we think and what we do is profound. — Wendell Berry, The Unsettling of America: … Continue reading

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Historical Resource 1965

Absurdity in the face of overwhelming hypocrisy and paranoia

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April Poem #2

End of the Day   In the long evening of April through the cool light          Baille’s two sheep dogs sail down the lane like magpies for the flock a moment before he appears near the oaks … Continue reading

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