Ireland In My Dreams


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I’ve just been back about five days from a month in Ireland, driving most of its perimeter and hundreds of miles of the winding, narrow roads of its interior. I arrived home not only overstimulated, sleep-deprived, and jet-lagged, but I caught a bit of food poisoning I think from the absolutely dreadful lukewarm airplane food, so I’ve been asleep the last few days more than awake, my mind and soul apparently still stuck firmly in an Irish dreamtime. I’ve dreamt continuously of traveling still its relatively meager forests, surprisingly abundant stony mountains, actively crumbling coastal cliffs, grim but bustling cities, pastel-painted villages, and layered human structures, old and new.

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God: an Appreciation

I’ve been thinking about God a lot lately. This isn’t such a novel state of affairs. Although a “serious Zen practitioner” now for decades, I was raised Christian; I continue to marvel at the tenaciousness of these roots in my own psyche, and keep considering its influences on the culture I’m inextricably bound to. After another intense, decade-long deep dive into the floral Mahayana Buddhist universe, I just reread the New Testament for the first time in at least 20 years. As you’d expect, it was by turns challenging and comforting, and so familiar I struggle to believe it’s been that long. Continue reading “God: an Appreciation”