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Death: Process, and Information Very much how any death goes, starting with the process of actual dying, survivors’ various reactions to this, and, picking-up-the-pieces, the start-up of estate biz. The whole dealing with a house and the things that remain … Continue reading →

(the childhood home, centre, some 30 years later in the 1990s–after a garage and paved driveway had been added and a caragana bush in front was removed) Grade 4. My mother’s farmer-father had come to stay with us. He was in his … Continue reading →

Trust. It facilitates whatever is mutually imagined, needed, wanted, and desired. Nothing significant or consequential, no forward or positive movement happens without it. No trust=no relationship.

“It’s a brutal fact, Zoe, that after one is 45, it simply rains death, all about one, and after you’ve passed fifty, the storm grows fiercer. I never open the morning paper without seeing the death of someone I used … Continue reading →

1. The Ultimate Scary Kids Movie: “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” (on The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad) 2. Ultimate Ghost Stories: The Innocents (1961)–Truman Capote-adapted version of Henry James’s The Turn of the Screw and The Haunting (1964)–based … Continue reading →

is that you, those closest to you, others you know, your lifestyle, your relative good health, institutions, services you take for granted, your screens and the Internet, countries, indeed the planet–will all be here tomorrow. We constantly experience change, chaos, … Continue reading →

makes the whole world kin”–Shakespeare (Feeding sparrows at the park. Stand near trees in a noisy chickadee area and hold your hand very still with black sunflower seeds on it, palm up. Stay immobile, especially when the bird lands.. Savour … Continue reading →

better batten down the hatches, stay inside, and turn on Beethoven’s Symphony No. 3 in E flat major, op. 55 “Eroica”, Allegro con brio, the 1st movement.

(Canon of St. Paul’s Cathedral; from eulogy “Death the King of Terrors”, read at the memorial service of King Edward VII, 1910) Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. … Continue reading →

“And take me down to the harbor now Grapes of the summer are low on the bow Ghosts of my history will follow me there And the winds of the old days will blow through my hair.” –Joan Baez (1975)