Category: meditation
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On being in debt up to your ears (but in a good way)
On Philosophy as the Love of Giving “In gratitude,” the note said. Inside the box was a book by Seneca, Epistles 1-65 of the Loeb Harvard Edition. The old man Seneca is writing to his younger philosophical friend and pupil Lucius, a Roman knight and civil servant. The letters were meant both to educate Lucius in…
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Of this ineffable
My mother covering me, wholly, from the man with the gun. That was the dream. Being at home in the world. Fuck you, Freud. — I spoke to my friend and former lover after she’d returned from South Sudan. This would have been about a week or so ago. Life was hard there, she said.…
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On cat days
When I dance, I dance; when I sleep, I sleep; and when I am walking alone in a beautiful orchard, if my thoughts are sometimes elsewhere, for most of the time I bring them back to the walk, to the orchard, to the sweetness of this solitude, and to me. –Montaigne, Essays 1 Watch the…
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‘Leisure is a school of wisdom’
Procellous \proh-SEL-uhs\, adjective: Stormy, as the sea. The plan traced on our chart will lead us through oceans procellous and perilous straits, amid regions where the atmosphere is cheerless and the sun’s rays are pale, and the spring blossoms no sooner unfold their petals than they droop and languish. — C.C.C.P. Silva, M.D., The Western Medical Reporter, Vol. 10 *…
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On love, death, and um’s
Imagine, if you will, a fully lived life. Having what you need and loving what you should. No more, no less, no other. * I read the last lines of George Whitman’s life and thus fell in love with a dead man. Whitman, 98, was a famous bookseller whose three floor shop was set down…
Andrew Taggart, Ph.D. 