I had a dream that I had a stroke and I was dying. It was a peaceful dream, a lovely dream, actually. I felt a deep sense of release and relief. I was relieved that I had reached my time mentally intact, and physically (until the stroke).

When I read about the attacks of climate skeptics and climate deniers, I get mad as hell.
I'm tired of people, who have no understanding of the research and EXTENSIVE corroboration of data on climate change, running around parroting vitriolic denials of hard core data. Most of these people, from my encounters, blow off years of complex, carefully ( Read more... )

  I love working with wood. I love the smell of it right after it's cut, I love how it feels, and I love creating things with it. Even though I purchase wood, I also enjoy "harvesting" it from around my house. I've recently been extracting workable wood pieces from trimmed jacaranda branches, and grapefruit wood from a dead grapefruit tree we had ( Read more... )

Tiny, micro, and nano houses: I love them, and I love the philosophy behind them -use less resources, have more economic freedom, have a smaller carbon and actual footprint, re-purpose materials, and so forth ( Read more... )

This week two dear cats in my life passed away:  Cookie and Rowdy ( Read more... )

...in which a former student who has come back to teacher with me, a former colleague (and another teacher of the former student), an even older former student who had both me and my former colleague as teachers, and a mutual friend-colleague meet for a drink...or two ( Read more... )

Wow.  I just looked back at my June 8, 2008 entry on electric and hybrid motorcycles, etc. One of the bikes I mentioned was zero motorcycles zero - x.  Hap's now is a dealer of zeromotorcycles.  Some things do improve in the world.

It's been a long time since I've been here, and it feels good to be back. It is indeed odd, however, to look back at the past six or so entries, and think about what has gone on since then ( Read more... )

Sucre, Bolivia. A Spanish immersion school exists there, and I'd love to go to it.

I'm currently reading The Alchemist, and it's making me think about what my Personal Legend is.  Like Santiago, I think it has to do with travel, a journey, or many journeys.  Journeys that would fill my senses and mind,  but nurture my soul as well -journeys like my ( Read more... )

Yesterday was the 3-month anniversary of my mother's death.  I miss her so much.  The summer still seems lke a blur of urgency, waiting, horror, mental fuzziness, exhaustion, tension, tenderness, confusion and sadness.  Scenes and images frequently pop into my head.  I still wait for the pieces to begin to fall into place in my cosmic picture of ( Read more... )