Monthly Archives: July 2017

“Being distracted reduces our empathy for others and blunts responses in the brain. So it’s possible that being distracted may also reduce our own happiness.”–Sylvia Morelli, TIME July 8-15, 2013 …………… So if kids and other e-media users want to … Continue reading →

we are very fortunate to have what might be termed scarce or rare moments of being with another person, someone else. In those precious moments, connection, obviously, but moreover light, warmth, gentleness, tenderness, touch, kindness, deep empathy, trust, maximal closeness … Continue reading →

In your ongoing quest for permanence, you think the picture is not moving, but look again at the clouds overhead almost touching the skyscrapers and then some, the ripples beginning across the bay below as a boat appears at an … Continue reading →

He had unlimited imagination and was aware of the myriad possibilities in and of life. Occasionally others would try to get to know him and made the effort, spending time with him in passing. Occasionally, too, those from his past … Continue reading →

about as limited as they come. residing mostly in her imagination, believing in the superficials of her life. Her main mode was fear, fear of embarrassment and fear of what ‘others might think’–avoiding imagined embarrassment was the main motivational factor in her … Continue reading →

Poetry and song lyrics are ways of getting to emotions more than prose which is concerned more with ideas even when it’s talking about feelings. Personally, I found song lyrics easier to write than poetry per se. The rhyme goes … Continue reading →

The layers of illusion-reality

(“Embarkation”, subject of a rare signed book Embarkation: The Genesis of a Painting which I own, that I bought at a local gallery) (Colville’s signatures are usually on the small side) (an awesomely rare signed personal letter) …………………………… Thomson, MacDonald, … Continue reading →

Find the blog author, as usual the band leader, 20. (Wayne, the main computer programmer for Calgary City now retired, mentioned in next poem, in white sweater playing a righty12 string left-handed–talk about a learning curve! Chris Harman, now the prominent … Continue reading →

(the 15 year anniversary CD recording of my songs in Wayne’s basement, Calgary) (Poem for Wayne and the way it was 15 years earlier…) Remembering who or what I was slowly, in pieces returning, the way I felt without ever … Continue reading →