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White Collar Hippie Part III

It would take me becoming a hermit living nearly 24/7 in my studio to come clean.  To face myself.  I had to remove everything.  Like the king standing naked before his astonished masses acting as if nothing is 'wrong'.   Their mouths hung agape with both the nakedness and the demonstration of a smile, such as in the pop song,Tears of a Clown. The word agape has a multitude of meanings:   Agape  comes from  the  verb gape, meaning "to open wide or split." The Latin Agap e : (with accent) refers to the highest form of divine love.  Seeing that love has 5 facets.   https://kenboa.org/living-out-your-faith/five-loves-greatest-agape/ ___________________________________________________________________________ The brick and mortar buildings from Amesbury to Omaha are filled with antiquities. Man has used brick for building purpose for thousands of years. Bricks date back to 7000 BC, which makes them one of the oldes...

White Collar Hippie V

It was a beautiful fall day this 2019 when I walked for the first time for a "Walk Against Domestic Violence"  for the Jeanne Geiger Crisis Center.  This center is not that unusual for communities around the globe.  Over 20,000 calls a day nationally reach centers such as this one.  It is not only women of course but men , children even pets who are hit, punched, yelled at or screamed at. Vulnerability could be the new name of this blog post in particular. My Dad wasn't intending to hurt

White Collar Hippie Part VI: Reviving Memories: Halley's Comet.

It is strange what unexpectedly brings back memories.  1986.  I remember distinctly when my grandfather shared with me how this was one thing he did not want to miss before he died. That being able to withness Halley's comet again.  He had seen it when it passed through Earth's orbit in 1910 and this was a dream he had to view it once again before he died.   Brilliant, fast and clear this comet completes its cyclic orbit in fragments of 76 year cycles the last being 1986. Witnessing the passage of time by cosmic events, while observing  a passage of time is a strange union of memory because it becomes a part of one's soul experience on our planet Earth.  And then to know that now my grandfather sleeps restfully on some perch in 'heaven's skies' perhaps, while I toil away trying to find my way amidst personal and real equatorial earthquakes.  Just curious as the notion of time here are a few notes on Halley's comet and its orbital cycles:  ...

White Collar Hippie Part VIII

November 3, 2019 My Dad was born a twin with sister Rose - without Google searching his year of his birth - I cannot tell the reader when he was born because I don't know.  I know according to one of my brother's, that when my Dad was in the hospital - he shared with my brother that he hoped he was, "good at dying".  This is a profound statement, meaning to me that he wished to be good. I flew to Omaha in January on a very, very cold night, arriving after midnight, alongside my oldest brother, Michael. He had rented a vehicle and we drove together to the hospital for my father's last 24 hours of life.   When we arrived both my sister and 2nd oldest brother were there, and quickly departed to my father's apartment to rest.   I wanted to have some time alone with Dad and my eldest brother left on my request.  I falsly told my Dad I forgave him. I actually did not feel that way at all.  Instead I lied to him in order that he could die without a...