The dream grows out of the slurry of the day
The petty wars in miniature that darken the horizon
The finger that leaves marks on the window glass
When I was younger, full of myself, and wanting to impress my colleagues with my budding interest in archetypal psychology, I suggested to attendees at a strategic planning session for our media company that the chairman’s wife should assume the role of corporate gypsy…
I read recently that Mick Jagger will be 93 when his new child is old enough to drive. The context for this observation was time and mortality. There are absolute markers in life. For example, if I make it to 80, I have a good shot at making it to 86 or so…
I told her to cut off everything that appeared out of place, pointing to my hair.
My barber laughed anyway and immediately broke protocol by clipping my eyebrows first. I thought to myself, doesn’t that usually come at the end of a haircut? I…
During the last few years, I have developed an aversion to banks. Of course, this is somewhat irrational and probably due to the lingering effects of watching all the damage that banks and investment houses did to the economy during the financial meltdown of 2008 while I was working in…
Jungian psychology is often referred to as the psychology for the second half of life. There is something quaint about this remark, conjuring up images of Carl Jung later in life, puffing on his pipe and dispensing requisite wisdom to the assembled crowd.
Of late, my Facebook News Feed has been populated by suicide stories. Was the algorithm reading my mind? I was relieved that Facebook dumped the Feed in favor of celebrity chatter.
It was either Ben Franklin or Attila the Hun who suggested that the best formula for sleep is to divide the night in two, taking a break in the wee hours for philosophic discourse, enough sex to wake up the dog or memorizing limericks such as “Candy is dandy…