Monthly Archives: March 2018

Age 5, 1954 AD being ‘babysat’ by my wild grandmother who operated an old café in Winnipeg located on busy Portage Avenue near the Thompson Drive corner. I became interested in the jovial McGavin’s Bread delivery man who used to stop mornings to … Continue reading →

and views of life, RD? I realize, with aging, from parents, of course. Not just mannerisms and behavior. From personal life experience, too–epitomized by clichés such as “Once burned, twice shy”. But many of the values were learned, osmotically, from … Continue reading →

the UK story of the ex-Russian spy and his daughter being poisoned by some unknown toxic substance believed to be espionage-related. Like something out of Joseph Conrad’s classic on the topic The Secret Agent (1907). Human nature and humankind have not … Continue reading →

The blinds were closed that Sunday September afternoon. I had closed them for my wife’s father who, otherwise, would have been blinded by the light as we watched the football game on the tube. A familiar context, for sure, and … Continue reading →

My home viewing last evening: David Lean’s epic Doctor Zhivago from an era when they really knew how to make entertaining movies with good and great actors, with fantastic locale sets and thousands of real (not CGI) extras. not the … Continue reading →

immediately after the running woman with the baby in Doctor Zhivago got caught under the train wheels, stopping shooting: “Dress the double.” (David Lean filming the storm scene in Ryan’s Daughter)

“That is happiness; to be dissolved into something complete and great.”–My Antonia (winding down an evening in a Vancouver high-rise overlooking English Bay)

(rediscovering The Inner Child through reading to grandchildren) (numerous examples of ‘The Wild’ in Shakespeare’s popular tragedy) 1. Freedom and Flow–very much connected, both inner and outer. The freedom leads to flow and, in turn, flow enhances the quality and … Continue reading →

Agent Moi. So there I was turning over the Euros in my pocket at Charles de Gaulle Airport. That and eating an orange waiting for Mother. We agreed to meet here where we had parted a week before. That’s when … Continue reading →

“Tenderness is greater proof of love than the most passionate of vows.”–Marlene Dietrich, Marlene Dietrich’s A B Cs “Touch is the meaning of being human.”–Andrea Dworkin, Intercourse “Touch is the landscape/of what is possible.”–Kate Green “We are what we are, … Continue reading →