I am 62.5 years old. I haven’t had a physical in over 10 years. We have no health insurance. But aside from a little flabbiness around the belly and other atrophic inconveniences, I’m in excellent health until they start looking, right? Well, my hearing sucks — genetics and too much rock & roll — but [...]
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Well, enough of that. Besides, I encountered a quotation from Carl Jung that encapsulates everything that I’d written in the previous version of this post: “God enters through the wound.” That is just possibly the wisest, most far-reaching, and least understood thing most people will ever hear.
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About 10 days ago I had the most extraordinary experience. I was standing in my bathroom. All at once I felt as if what I can only call a spiritual power was descending through my body from top to bottom like a beam of light. Somehow I knew that whatever this was, was checking out [...]
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Okay, this is hard. My sweetie put on one of those Christmas-themed CDs, this one of the alleged “jazz” category. Well, Oscar Peterson was okay, so long as there wasn’t a recognizable melody. (Aieeeee…) I’m trying, I’m really trying, but I’m afraid I have a visceral reaction against Christmas music. Enmity, even. The weird thing [...]
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[If you just showed up at this post, it's pretty much gone. I'd have deleted it completely, but for the comments.] What used to be here and probably still exists out there somewhere was your basic How I Think Christmas Makes Me Feel Like Crap rant. It’s rather a huge issue with me, and I’ve [...]
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Once again, the moment. Seemingly out of nowhere, and in a situation where one would least expect to be overcome by an emotion, I found myself spontaneously sobbing out of pure transcendent joy. It occurs to me I should say something about this since no one hardly ever does, which is a goddamned shame. For [...]
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It was a wonderful year, it was a horrible year. Maybe ’69 or ’70. I was teaching in a junior college in Wharton, Texas, where Spanish moss hung from the magnolia trees and a Civil War-era tombstone in the local cemetery read “Our black mamy” [sic]. My wife and I had just separated, after sex [...]
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