Yesterday morning, Laurie asked me if I wanted to hike up Goose Rock. As it had been two and a half hours since my first dose of Crexont (about 550 mg Levadopa, totaling 2600 to 2700 mg Levadopa daily), I…
In mourning
The mourning doves are louder than during previous springs, their cooing in search of a mate replacing the cackle-screech of the Starlings of years gone by. We have lived in the same house for 34 years, the Starlings, a calming…
Life’s Masterpiece
Life’s only certainty might be that spiritual growth is not linear. Instead, it revisits the past like an infinity symbol on its side, exposing long regression periods. I had been floundering somewhere in the far circle of infinity’s ignorance for…
Then & now
As I recognized the woman—who I hadn’t seen in years—my mind raced with intense associations. I shuffled to their table to say hi. Ten years earlier, the woman had been the communications director for the local school district where I…
Powerful words.
Yesterday, with the welcome surprise of a burst of creative energy, I went grocery shopping. Unabashedly wearing my tell of a giant dopey smile, I started off in the produce section, my shuffling gait drawing the gaze of curious onlookers.…
The authenticity of being
To be one’s authentic self, one first needs to appreciate the joyful consequence of simply being, shedding all important sounding concepts, represented in our language by words such as “meaning” and “purpose,” words that mislead the thinking mind’s egoic self,…
The Surreal thing
January 2, 2024 It is surreal to consider that it was just one year ago I started my Parkinson’s comeback. Much has changed in the past 12 months as my Parkinson’s “progressed,” a word ordinarily reserved for positive characterizations. Although…
2023’s final sun.
December 31, 2033 It is odd – according to common thinking – that as each year gets more difficult for me, my happiness and sense of contentment proportionately grow greater as well. There are many reasons for this, but I…
Twighlight
12/25/2023 Christmas Like most people, my wife and I have spent much of our 32-year marriage too busy to notice time slip away. One clear morning, we woke up as sixty-year-olds, with used-to-be kids living much as we had when…
The next hill
December 4, 2023 When I go hiking or just a walk around the neighborhood, I rarely think about traversing the hill at the end. There is nothing to gain by ruminating about how it will be painful and prolonged. Instead,…