Jesse Welles is a folk legend in the making: “The Great Caucasian God” 🎵
One of the best things in my life is Rachel’s bread. It’s been ages since we last bought bread from a store. This is honey oat whole wheat.
I’ve been in the ER with mom since 7am today. Likely a bad episode of vertigo but they’re doing tests to make sure it’s nothing more. At one point, apropos of nothing, a voice I hadn’t heard before suddenly said “the kingdom of heaven is like unto a treasure hidden in a field.” It became quickly obvious that it was a woman reading to her husband. But the unexpectedness and the setting made it feel like a moment of grace in a tiring day.
Kenneth S. Cohen, The Way of Qigong:
The Chinese are fond of repeating, “To relax, you must be tranquil.” And we need to regard relaxation as a process of surrendering to a deeper wisdom, rather than acquiring, through effort, a new ability. Developing large muscles requires effort; cultivating relaxation requires letting go.
“It is important to have a secret, a premonition of things unknown.”
Grapes!
My friend and neighbor has a new book out today: Orthodox Saints of Wales
Monarch butterfly in the garden this evening. Also, I was able to get relatively close to a red shouldered hawk during my walk in the cemetery—but not close enough for good pictures.
In a few years, when fully automated, unfailingly polite AI customer service is installed, we’ll miss the Soup Nazis of the world.