Through the Looking Glass
Ukrainian Borscht at the Yak & Yeti
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One evening in 1971 I found myself on a street in Kathamandu with three acquaintances discussing where to go for dinner.
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One evening in 1971 I found myself on a street in Kathamandu with three acquaintances discussing where to go for dinner.
The Tytler Cycle theorizes that all civilizations go through eight stages.
My mind has been torn by football players kneeling at games during the national anthem to express their displeasure with certain aspects of our nation’s culture.
I had done a fair amount of genealogical research before someone mentioned to me that there were some old family letters with a cousin living in Williamstown, Mass.
I have always been enamored of the Episcopal Church, attracted by the dignity of its rituals, the beauty of its stained glass, its seeming grasp of eternal truths.
Because quantum physics deals with the unseeable world of energy fields, atoms, and particles, we do not notice it in our daily lives, even as it is more and more incorporated into our computers and other devices.
They say that interesting people have interests. This has played out in my life by passing acquaintance with two people I admired because of their immersion in their own interests.
I have never seriously believed in reincarnation, but it is an idea I’ve had a lot of fun playing around with.
Back in the 1980s I acquired a paperback size book with ruled blank pages. It was hard bound and covered with red plaid cloth.
Recently I read an article published in the April 2016 issue of The Atlantic.