"It's so deep, it's so wide / Your inside / Synchronicity"
This evening I biked (for the first time in two weeks) over to Romanello's Roseland to meet Joe T. for a glass of wine and some fried ravioli. We don't see each other as much when we are not organizing hugely sucessful poetry marathons or writing songs together. Usually the place is empty, there's some Sinatra playing, and that's about it.
I'd been there a minute maybe when I realized I knew almost every person in the room . It was the City Honors Women's Faculty Happy Hour--teachers who'd taught me, who I'd taught with....and it was Irene McVay's retirement. (See page 2.) She is the last of the people I knew, and who has known me for 20 years. Amazing coincidence...synchronicity. A gift.
All day the sky flaunted dramatic dark clouds, then long moments of bright sunlight.
I'm in love with my town, these days. Again.
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Monday, May 23, 2005
Someone Else! Like Me! Sorta!
I've been inspired by some blogs (does anyone call them online journals anymore) lately, like Self Taught Girl (I relate to her talk about writing, aloneness, insecurity, and Buddhist practice), Wish Jar Journal, and local hero Nancy J. Parisi.
***
Three Truths and a Lie:
* My sweetie and I listened to Abba for hours yesterday.
* I have only just discovered Shonen Knife.
* The dog has a new purple bandana.
* I know how to yodel.
I've been inspired by some blogs (does anyone call them online journals anymore) lately, like Self Taught Girl (I relate to her talk about writing, aloneness, insecurity, and Buddhist practice), Wish Jar Journal, and local hero Nancy J. Parisi.
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Three Truths and a Lie:
* My sweetie and I listened to Abba for hours yesterday.
* I have only just discovered Shonen Knife.
* The dog has a new purple bandana.
* I know how to yodel.
Saturday, May 21, 2005
Sunday, May 15, 2005
Rising, and then some
Buffalo Rising is a free quarterly magazine put out by several of my friends and neighbors. It profiles experiences in my town just the way I would (and has published photos of mine), and it the sort of publication you might send to friends who've moved away or never yet come to visit (I'm looking at you, everyone but Sean).
I'm happy to see that BR has a new blog, updated daily, which is not only drawing attention to fun stuff like Brad Pitt in a Michael Morgulis "City of No Illusions" t-shirt, but drawing the B-lo together in a virtual sense, as I haven't enjoyed since leaving San Francisco. I notice that people I know (poets, librarians, teachers) are blogging and contributing. It's good to see them online, even if Buffalo will always be a place where I'll more often run into them on the street or at the bookstore or at the bar.
La Salle Park, and the river, in the fog.
And another happiness, lilacs outside my window.
Buffalo Rising is a free quarterly magazine put out by several of my friends and neighbors. It profiles experiences in my town just the way I would (and has published photos of mine), and it the sort of publication you might send to friends who've moved away or never yet come to visit (I'm looking at you, everyone but Sean).
I'm happy to see that BR has a new blog, updated daily, which is not only drawing attention to fun stuff like Brad Pitt in a Michael Morgulis "City of No Illusions" t-shirt, but drawing the B-lo together in a virtual sense, as I haven't enjoyed since leaving San Francisco. I notice that people I know (poets, librarians, teachers) are blogging and contributing. It's good to see them online, even if Buffalo will always be a place where I'll more often run into them on the street or at the bookstore or at the bar.
La Salle Park, and the river, in the fog.
And another happiness, lilacs outside my window.
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
But I didn't stay long...
This weekend I went to see the Peter Brötzmann Tentet at the Buffalo and Erie County Historical Society (which my mother has always called The Hysterical Society). I liked the sound from outside the window best.
Then I went to see Jeez Luweez at a smoky bar in the neighborhood where I lived as a kid. They were good, and I enjoyed the thrift-store pictures of lighthouses on the walls.
I had a good time, though.
This weekend I went to see the Peter Brötzmann Tentet at the Buffalo and Erie County Historical Society (which my mother has always called The Hysterical Society). I liked the sound from outside the window best.
Then I went to see Jeez Luweez at a smoky bar in the neighborhood where I lived as a kid. They were good, and I enjoyed the thrift-store pictures of lighthouses on the walls.
I had a good time, though.
I try to live by these principles.
42 Laws of Maat
42 Laws of Maat
- I honor virtue
- I benefit without conflict
- I am non-violent
- I respect the property of others
- I affirm that all life is sacred
- I give offerings that are genuine and generous
- I live in truth
- I hold sacred those objects consecrated to the Divine
- I speak the truth
- I consume only my fair share
- I speak words of good intent
- I relate in peace
- I honor animals as sacred
- I can be trusted
- I care for the earth
- I keep my own council
- I speak positively of others
- I remain in balance with my emotions
- I am trustful in my relationships
- I hold purity in high esteem
- I spread joy
- I do the best I can
- I communicate with compassion
- I listen to opposing opinions
- I create harmony
- I invoke laughter
- I am open to love in various forms
- I am forgiving
- I am non-abusive
- I act respectfully of others
- I am non-judgemental
- I follow my inner guidance
- I speak without disturbing others
- I do good
- I give blessings
- I keep the waters pure
- I speak with optimism
- I praise the Goddess
- I am humble
- I achieve with integrity
- I advance through my own abilities
- I embrace the all
How To Build Community
(This is a list I've loved since I first encountered it. And I do try to live by it.)Turn Off Your TV
Leave Your House
Know Your Neighbors
Look Up When You Are Walking
Greet People
Sit On Your Stoop
Plant Flowers
Use Your Library
Play Together
Buy From Local Merchants
Share What You Have
Help A Dog
Take Children to the Park
Garden Together
Support Neighborhood Schools
Fix It Even If You Didn't Break It
Have Pot Lucks
Honor Elders
Pick Up Litter
Read Stories Aloud
Dance In the Street
Talk to the Mail Carrier
Listen to the Birds
Put Up a Swing
Help Carry Something Heavy
Barter For Your Goods
Start a Tradition
Ask a Question
Hire Young People for Odd Jobs
Organize a Block Party
Bake Extra and Share
Ask For Help When You Need It
Open Your Shades
Sing Together
Share Your Skills
Take Back the Night
Turn Up the Music
Turn Down the Music
Listen Before You React To Anger
Mediate a Conflict
Seek To Understand
Learn From New and
Uncomfortable Angles
Know that No One Is Silent
Though Many Are Not Heard
Work to Change This
Sunday, May 08, 2005
Saturday, May 07, 2005
Ice Boom to Blame for Buffalo's Late Spring?
"The ice boom could result in air temperatures along the shore of Lake Erie, on average, being at least 16 degrees colder, maybe more, over the course of a season, according to the study."
"The ice boom could result in air temperatures along the shore of Lake Erie, on average, being at least 16 degrees colder, maybe more, over the course of a season, according to the study."
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Chicago
When I visit a city, I like to do three things: go to Lush, have Ethiopian food, and go to a bath house/spa for sauna & soak. I've done two of those things already in Chicago, and will complete the list sometime tomorrow. All this between meetings and meals with colleagues. (Last night, a great dinner at Adobo and a fun evening at Second City.)
Lake Michigan.
The pretty tablecloth at Ethiopian Diamond.
Me on the El Platform, tired & windblown.
When I visit a city, I like to do three things: go to Lush, have Ethiopian food, and go to a bath house/spa for sauna & soak. I've done two of those things already in Chicago, and will complete the list sometime tomorrow. All this between meetings and meals with colleagues. (Last night, a great dinner at Adobo and a fun evening at Second City.)
Lake Michigan.
The pretty tablecloth at Ethiopian Diamond.
Me on the El Platform, tired & windblown.
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