I dream of elephants and hippos when I'm happy. I guess for me pachyderms are synonymous with joy, or maybe it's just that they're big, and when I'm happy I think of big things. They're not huggable. They're dangerous, in real life, but when I'm happy, I dream of living with a small elephant, and... Continue Reading →
Joy
This was the title of the film I saw yesterday. It was about a Nigerian woman working as a prostitute in Vienna, Austria. It was hard to see, but the film was very, very well done. It reminds me that in spite of our Corona worries, there are many, many other things in the world... Continue Reading →
Motivation
The motivation to get out of bed is waning. I can't say that I've been bored by being off work with the confinement. I don't get bored, but I do lose motivation to do things. I'm wondering if that's the same thing? I do ten minutes of sitting meditation before doing 45 minutes of yoga,... Continue Reading →
Chinese Man
There was a funny story I heard once. A man was traveling with a friend in China, and he got up from his cherished seat on a long, long train ride (more than a few hours) for an elderly gentlemen to sit down. His Chinese friend was furious. "Why did you get up? You had... Continue Reading →