There is titillating pleasure in looking back at the past and asking oneself, "What would have happened if..." and substituting one chance occurrence for another, observing how, from a gray, barren, humdrum moment in one's life, there grows forth a marvelous rosy event that in reality had failed to flower. A mysterious thing, this branching…
Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side... - John Keats, "Ode to…
Loving Chicago is like loving a woman with a broken nose.- Nelson AlgrenHave you ever received a text message from your friend's fiance (whom you've never met) asking you to help him with a little surprise for the bride-to-be? My guess is probably not; however, let me assure you that these things do in fact…
"He who doesn't want to knead, sifts for ten days."-Greek sayingI may have mentioned that I'm a bit of a procrastinator. It just happens; you start watching "Dollhouse" and can't stop (a-ma-zing), you decide to watch "Pushing Daisies" (gorgeous cinematography and adorable) and, before you know it, you find yourself at the end of season…
"...would not, from all the borders of itself,burst like a star: for here there is no placethat does not see you. You must change your life." -Rainer Maria Rilke ("Archaic Torso of Apollo")Last week I received the last line of this poem in an email from my local and most frequented yoga school; the "teacher…
Dining with Dostoevsky 