April 1st. 2019 Wake at 5.45 to the returning light… 6AM with relief at the dawn, fling myself onto the floor to meditate for twenty minutes. 6.30: Drink two glasses of hot water and lemon accompanied by a madeleine, if John has been baking. Otherwise, I suffer a gluten free oatcake that I share with Dido [...]
On Monday 18th. March at 9AM my second grandson and fourth grandchild came into the world. The birth of a child, whether one's own or born to one's child, or to their partner, is the closest that I have come to divine creation. On the seashore of endless worlds is the great meeting of children. [...]
I've had no time these last few weeks to think about writing. Nor to return to thoughts on any distinctions to be made between envy and jealousy. Too much time has been spent prepping to do public events. I still cannot get my head around the question of why I say 'Yes' to doing things [...]
To be discussed... soon.
I am thinking about writing the tale of, or angelus for Ann. I need time. The history of art weeps with pietas and depositions of Mary and other mourning women nursing the dead Christ. Where do we find the equivalent masculine image of a man cradling a dead woman? Yesterday, I lunched with love...or an [...]
As said earlier I started writing this particular blog from fear of never having anything to write about again and feeling that what I wanted to write about, which is what I am writing, required super-ego censorship. One of the privileges of writing a blog is that I am writing for myself and without vision [...]
Only a few weeks ago I felt full of creative energy and it seemed as if I could write about almost anything, no matter how indifferent. Words can take on an energetic life of their own and lead me into hinterlands. Writing requires emptiness. A full bowel will not do...It requires an empty stretch of [...]