Don't wait up . . .
Monday, February 9, 2026. It's the Moon's day . . . reaching the half-way of its waning journey to new. Forecasts for TulseyTown indicate a near Summer day with easy Southerlies, sunny skies and low 80's, returning to the upper 60's tomorrow. Good rain chances Friday and Saturday.
It is not within the power of a thought to control awareness. You are not your thoughts. They are not you. They are … just … thoughts.
The Week Ahead. – Joyce Vance, in Civil Discourse.
Fomenting phobia: A history lesson from Heather Cox Richardson, in Letters From An American.
Alice Walker is 81 today. The novelist, short story writer, poet, social activist and 1982 Pulitzer Prize laureate (The Color Purple) was born in 1944, Eatonton, Georgia.
Carole King was born 83 years ago today. The prolific songwriter/singer was born in 1942, New York City.
Don't wait up: It's too late . . .
No time like the present . . .
Sunday, February 8, 2026. It's Sol's day . . . A welcome rain shower greeted TulseyTown this morning. Forecasts indicate easy breezes and a bit of sunshine afternoon in the low 70's.
Those who contemplate the beauty of the Earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. – Rachel Carson
Novelist John Grisham is 71 today. The prolific author was born in 1955 Jonesboro, Arkansas.
Poet Elizabeth Bishop was born on this day in 1911 Worcester, Massachusetts.
And it's the birthdate of the “father of science fiction,” Jules Verne. He was born in 1828 Nantes, France.
Cry, the Beloved Country – Robert Reich, Sunday Thought. 2.8.26
In your heart you know, as we do we all, that we are all responsible for what happens in our communities, in our country. – Heather Cox Richardson, in Letters From An American. posted last night for today.
It's in falling down that we learn almost everything that matters spiritually. Fr. Richard Rohr, A Story For All Time, Meditations, The Center for Action and Contemplation, 2.8.26.
People who do not know how to practice The Way . . . are trying to use The Way to seek the way beyond . . . Before, when you were deluded, it wasn't too late; now you finally realize it isn't too early. – Pao-chih, “The Nonduality Of Enlightenment and Affliction,” The Zen Reader, edited by Thomas Cleary, Shambhala, 2019.
The best and worst of times . . .
Saturday, February 7, 2026. It's Satyr's day . . . Moderate Southerlies are in the forecasts for TulseyTown this afternoon. Sun, clouds and upper 60's.
Charles Dickens was born on this day in 1812, Portsmouth, Hampshire, England.
It's Sinclair Lewis' birthday. The Nobel Laureate for Literature was born in 1885, Sauk Centre, Minnesota.
It's the birthday of Laura Ingalls Wilder, writer and author of “Little House on the Prarie,” was born near 1867 Pepin, Wisconsin.
And, the sainted Sir Thomas More was born today in 1478, London, England.
While Republicans are trying to hide what the administration is up to, Democrats are demanding accountability from the Trump administration. Necessarily ugly. – Heather Cox Richardson, in Letters From An American.
[Trump] is using hate and horror to expand his control over people, both American citizens and immigrants, on American soil. Are we the Nazis now? – Joyce Vance, in Civil Discourse.
Robert Reich gets personal answering some of our FAQ's.
After Rilke – and in memory of Thich Nhat Hanh
Sometimes songs seem to come from
the outside edge of the world.
Inheriting the autumn, the memories of poets
and all the winters where images are gathered
are given back to that eternity. Songsters, poets
painters, carvers live the enduring feminine alone
bringing suffering along with laughter, as do lovers:
those poets of one brief hour. We who create do so
in the name of the longing unnamable,
searching for the face we had before the one
we see in the mirror contradicting our intentions.
To them, to You, we give ourselves; blind, deaf and mute,
unable to contain the best of our things and thoughts
filling tearful eyes as we awake
in stranger's arms.
– jab