Greetings from Los Angeles! Lea and I have rented an Airbnb in West Hills, Los Angeles, for 3 months to ditch winter and to spend time with three of our kids who live there. We packed up the Tesla, hooked up the Thule cargo box to the back of the
I have been alive for 71 years. Or, ~26,000 days. Or ~2 billion seconds. I am quite sure that for a majority of those seconds, I (whatever I is?) have been somewhere else, in a trance. Most of us are, most of the time, in a trance (generated by
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone whose eyes are rolling across these sentences! The quote from Lewis Thomas reminds me to be grateful for this weird and fleeting glimpse of conscious existence I am most fortunate to experience. In a fluke encounter, I came across a fascinating book entitled Fluke: Chance, Chaos,
I came across this New York Times piece in the Modern Love section. It hit me hard because of my personal experience with my own children. When I stopped pushing, pressing, and expecting and shifted to muscular patience with my children, and became a safe haven for them, the depth