For a Moment
Under the busy
Overpass, it felt as if I’d
Entered a cathedral.

Under the busy
Overpass, it felt as if I’d
Entered a cathedral.

On my way to work this morning, having left the house 20-25 minutes later than I would have preferred, I came upon a demonstration led by organized labor seeking a Secretary of Labor who honored good jobs. My timing, thanks no doubt to the mysteries of the goddess of sequencing, was perfect; just as I…
Some place in Texas.
is that sometimes I love this crazy country (and the Dome).
I was reminded the other day of a principle of reading the great Hindu philosophical work: all of the meaning of the text can be understood from not only the first sutra, but the first word. The first sutra of The Yoga Sutrasof Patanjali’s is “atha yoga anusasanam” — now begins an exposition of the…