Category: meditation

• July 9, 2012

  And when…

  When does silence come and when do the right words come? When does life come and when death? When do the church bells ring, when roll the air, when cease to ring? When do your needs begin and mine end or mine begin and yours end? When do we sit in solitude and when do…
• July 7, 2012

  Walt Whitman, Song of Myself, no. 46

  Sit awhile wayfarer, Here are biscuits to eat and here is milk to drink, But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in sweet clothes I will certainly kiss you with my goodbye kiss and open the gate for your egress hence.   Long enough have you dreamed contemptible dreams, Now I wash the…
• July 4, 2012

  On my love of sensualism

  I would never have imagined that philosophical life, which seems to privilege inquiry, abstract considerations, mathematical rigor, and mental activity more generally, could open me up to ‘sensualism’ but it has. Perhaps it is that dwelling on how all transient things hang together points me back to this particular thing here, revealing to me a…
• July 3, 2012

  On improv and philosophy

  Before I met Alex Fradera yesterday afternoon, I tweeted my friend Dougald, “@dougald, journeyman on pilgrimage. I’m seeing Alex in NYC tomorrow. Shall I send your best to him?” He replied, “@andrewjtaggart Wonderful! Please do – and give him a big hug from me.” I did. Alex finished his Ph.D. in psychology and for six…
• July 2, 2012

  The beautiful soul in Strawberry Fields

  David E. Cooper and I are writing about the notion of the beautiful soul. David argues that the beautiful soul will manifest beauty in his demeanor when the latter has learned to appreciate the beauty of things all around him. I want to see in this picture a certain meditative gracefulness embodied in the beautiful…