Everyone loves bubbles, even the most hardened of us…to be surrounded by bubbles being blown awakens some primitive childlike delight. Bubbles hold their shape. Until they pop. Their life cycle is generally measured in seconds. In those seconds they evoke beauty, wonder, delight, joy… For a bubble to hold its shape there is a minimum requirement of a positive and … Read More
I never met R.Buckminster Fuller, or Bucky as he preferred to be called, in person, although I know many people who did. But of all the possible humans in Universe, Bucky has influenced my life more than any other. This article is not so much about the man and his history, which you can easily discover though Wikipedia and his … Read More
No amount of examination of a poisonous gas, Chloride, or an explosive metal, Sodium, would ever have anyone believe that when the two are mixed together in nature we get a harmless white powder that we sprinkle on food. Yet the marriage of Sodium and Chloride creates salt. This is synergy in action. Dissection down to the cellular level, of … Read More
I do believe Mark Nepo’s “The Book of Awakening” landed in my lap perfectly timed. Today’s read, which I did before arising, hit my heart with the force of beauty and truth that left me gasping. I had to re~read the opening lines multiple times, mostly because my brain/heart/mind froze with a simultaneously deep recognition and an implosion of beauty. … Read More
Know thy Self..inscribed on the Temple of Apollo at Delphi and attributed to various well known Greek sages….. But why so important to know thy Self? How true are we to our selves? Seriously? And what is the true nature of the “I”? I used to think, before I became a mum, that babies came into the world as a … Read More
I am reasonably smart women, very well read, able to converse with pretty much anyone on many issues, able to see complexity as well as most of the most able, and yet I feel I suffer in the world I work in, because I haven’t done a few things. I haven’t: Built a multi million dollar company. Made millions. Held … Read More
What did I expect? I expected I would be more successful, according to the ways we define success in our culture. Basically, that I would have more “stuff”. At the least a house, actually several, in a few exotic locations, probably a lot more money, even a relationship. I expected that from the outside view I would fit all the categories of a successful self-made woman. I would be famous and wealthy.