A Box Of Marbles…
I don’t know why some of the simplest images are the ones that fascinate me? Maybe I am “dumber than a box of marbles” but I love this picture from the Praire Museum in Colby, Kansas. Continue reading A Box Of Marbles…
I don’t know why some of the simplest images are the ones that fascinate me? Maybe I am “dumber than a box of marbles” but I love this picture from the Praire Museum in Colby, Kansas. Continue reading A Box Of Marbles…
I continue to try to find my way through this new life I have chosen for myself. As usual, I want it to happen NOW, but realize that it is more of a journey than a short stop. Some of … Continue reading RetComLife #9 – Privacy & Trade-offs
These next two post in the series will probably be the most difficult to write. But they were also the time I came across the most empathic person I have ever known. I finished off the last post on this … Continue reading End of Life Trauma Part 8 – Hospice (continued)
It seems that I am now in some new stage of grief from my wife’s recent death. It has been two months today that she drew her last breath. I think up till now I have just been consumed with … Continue reading Stages of Grief…
I know President Biden has tried many different approaches to get LMPIs (lazy-minded, proudly-ignorant) people to get a vaccination. He has offered cash incentives and even an instant lottery ticket for only those who take the shot. That doesn’t seem … Continue reading Another Approach…
I’m going to keep this Sunday’s post short and simple. Richard Rohr, via the words above, has spelled out almost everything that I see as misguided about most of today’s versions of religion. Belonging and Believing something is simple, actually … Continue reading Worship Instead of Follow?
Yesterday on RetComLife #7 I told you one of the reasons I am staying here is because my new apartment is cozy. For this post, I will expand that thought with a puzzling situation. I’ve told you here before, but … Continue reading RetComLife #8 – It is a Puzzling Life
I am old; I recognize it but I don’t realize it. I wonder if a person ever really ceases to feel young — I mean, for a whole day at a time. Mark Twain I still remember the Mark Twain … Continue reading RetComLife #7 -I’m Not Old.
I have spent many hours in these pandemic months in my barn working on my µRV (micro RV for those who don’t know Greek). She now has a front deflector that gives me an extra three miles-per-gallon. Even though it … Continue reading Still Dreaming…
Having high intelligence almost always means you are living life on the margins. Of course, the perfect example of this was Albert Einstein. People with high intelligence break new ground and are always looking for things to challenge them. Mainstream … Continue reading High Intelligence Means That You Are On The Margins
This is going to be one of those epiphany posts where I learn a little about myself. One of my favorite quotes comes from the sci-fi movie called Tron. Chaos, Good News I read that to mean that sometimes we … Continue reading Chaos, Good News…
There have been hundreds of utopian communities spring up across America during its history. Some lasted only a few years, some longer, but none of them survived. I am a dreamer and when I read the words “heaven on earth” … Continue reading Utopia… On Earth As It Is In Heaven?
I know I have posted a few pictures, including this one, of the Haan House Sculpture Garden near Lafayette, Indiana, but I want to go “whole hog” on this post to give you the full gallery. I took this short … Continue reading Sculpture Garden
One of the things I most enjoy about my new retirement community life is the 0.66 mile walking path around the perimeter of the property. It is a peaceful trek that I take twice a day, and sometimes even more. … Continue reading RetComLife # 6 – The Pathways of Life
This rather dusty picture is one of my most treasured wedding gifts from 35 years ago. It was from my wife’s best friend’s mother. I immediately thought of the phrase “Life is a bowl of cherries” and wondered just how … Continue reading A Bowl Of Cherries…