The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread. ~Mother Teresa Continue reading
Wisdom doesn’t necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by
itself. ~Tom Wilson
I have often said that age is much too high a price to pay for wisdom. The above is true though. Age is inevitable. Wisdom must be sought or learned from (often bad) experience. Now, the Buddhist in me, or the Taoist in me, or the Scientist in me will argue that no experiences are inherently bad…we just choose to interpret them that way. But the betrayed husband in me and the father in me can find an easy judgment leaning away from neutrality about the experiences happening these past 2+ years. Continue reading
I have been away from the blogosphere for quite some time now. I have loosely kept up with other posts and even in my absentia been nominated for a couple of those bloggy awards. I appreciate the nominations and I hope that means that someone is getting something useful from this. I have not yet responded to any of the award nominations….and I probably won’t, but I appreciate the sentiment.
Old LFBA had been in a car accident and decided his injuries from the crash were serious enough to take the trucking company responsible for the crash to court. In court the trucking company’s fancy lawyer was questioning the wayward Buddhist.
It may be time to get back in the saddle, as it has been over two weeks since my last original post. Mind you…I never promised I would write regularly (lucky for you!!)
A silly idea is current that good people do not know what temptation means. This is an obvious lie. Only those who try to resist temptation know how strong it is…. A man who gives in to temptation after five minutes simply does not know what it would have been like an hour later. That is why bad people, in one sense, know very little about badness. They have lived a sheltered life by always giving in. ~C.S. Lewis Continue reading
Time is the longest distance between two places. ~Tennessee Williams
365…days. Today being the last of them, when this rambling collection of confused and angry detritus first found its way to the blogosphere. Yep. A year has passed. An interminable distance between then and now. The longest span of a year I have ever known. Continue reading
One cannot and must not try to erase the past merely because it does not fit the present. ~Golda Meir
My past is varied and diverse. By some accounts I have done a lot and by others I’ve done nothing. No matter the comparison, my past was always mine. I owned it. Continue reading
There’s one sad truth in life I’ve found While journeying east and west – The only folks we really wound Are those we love the best. We flatter those we scarcely know, We please the fleeting guest, And deal full many a thoughtless blow To those who love us best. ~Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I’m on the road at the moment and have been remiss in keeping up with the haps in the sphere of blogs. I’ll get back to it soon. As I type, I’m in my house in the Pacific Northwest. The vast-land of Canada is only about 20 miles away. It’s beautiful up here. From my deck I can see other islands silhouetted in the distance. Continue reading
I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where it will go
As I sit here alone in my big house, devoid of my family…I realize I need some levity. Hope these bring a smile to you too.
In the days when Television was mostly black&white, a show aired called The Fugitive. The elusive and ethereal one-armed man was sought through the series. I want you to know, that I have found him. Continue reading
I got referred to this article from Psychology Today. Although the title is Walk Away Wife, I think it can also apply to men. It’s an interesting read. I’ll leave it alone for right now, and then may dissect it relating what I feel are pertinent points for my impending divorce.
I went to pick up my son (Z) from his after school day care. I have not seen him in 6 days and was missing him terribly. Last I saw him, I had to turn him over to other semi-parental unit when he was sick. I hated that. Continue reading