It’s a mild, early spring late morning in northern California. The first white and pink blossoms have popped out on the flowering trees in the neighborhood and parkland. And magnificent…
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The afternoon was gray and chilly, with only the saddle-shaped opening to the canyon visible in the hills beyond town. Sitting on plastic and pads, I welcomed the sun as…
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This Darkness Is Here To Stay, Unless and Until…
by Martin LeFevre 2020/12/22“We are waiting…for change, for the future, for news, for tenderness, for each other, for patience to wait some more.” That pitiably truthful vicious circle, in the [Philosopher’s] “Stone” of…
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After spreading plastic and pads to ward off the dampness, a flock of robins greet me as I take my seat amidst the wet leaves. They land close by, and…
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The Root of Fragmentation, and the Source of Joy
by Martin LeFevre 2020/11/23Though it’s little more than a trickle, the little creek at the periphery of town is running again after nearly six months as a stream of stones. Following the months…
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TikTok, the Brain Risks Losing Its Capacity for Insight
by admin 2020/11/16On the last warm day in the Valley, before first snow the mountains, I drove up as high as I could through Lassen Volcanic National Park–over 8500 feet/2500 meters. In…
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Usually, an encounter with a wild animal, even in town, isn’t given a second thought. But encounters with animals in a meditative state (which essentially means a spontaneous state of…
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As I stopped on the bike to look at the hills, I was confronted by at least 100 crows. They were on the ground by the dozens, and dozens more…