Epictetus on the senses

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“For as the carpenter’s material is wood, and that of the statuary is copper, so the matter of the art of living is each man’s life…

“The question at stake,” said Epictetus, “is no common one; it is this:—Are we in our senses, or are we not?”

– Excerpt From: Epictetus. “A Selection from the Discourses of Epictetus with the Encheiridion.”


New member of the household

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My aunt’s painting

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This painting, by Ava Milner Hamm,  is one of my earliest memories, a landscape of country that starts west of Fort Worth. The painting was always in the two houses where I grew up. I have lived with it in sight (or memory) for all of my life. It always tells me I’m home.


Daylight

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Did you notice the daylight today?

The days are short in December.

It comes before dark. Sometimes it passes

in a hurry to get someplace else

More friendly perhaps. Fiji maybe.

We become forgetful and miss it some days.

In March there were six different warblers

in one willow bush. What else could

you possibly want from daylight?

– Jim Harrison, Dead Man’s Float


Happy Thanksgiving

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“Pilgrims Going to Church in the Snow” by George Henry Boughton, Courtesy of the New-York Historical Society.


Turning the Wheel

1374180Pharadon Phonamnuai on the essence and fun of planting trees in Chiang Mai.

http://www.bangkokpost.com/lifestyle/social-and-lifestyle/771044/turning-over-a-new-leaf.


From Melville’s Moby Dick

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One of dozens of such illuminative moments: “… for it is so shaded off into the surrounding infinite of things, that it seemed one of the general stolidity discernible in the whole visible world; which while causelessly active in uncounted modes, still eternally holds its peace, and ignores you, though you dig foundations for cathedrals.”