The bright light of confusion . .

Thursday, September 4, 2025. It's Thor's day . . . A cool, cloudy start to the day is forecasted to become sunny and warm in TulseyTown this afternoon. Moderate Easterlies are to clear the skies and bring mid 80's

Gratitude … brings us into presence, and our full presence is perhaps the best offering we can make to our world. – Joanna Macy

Novelist Richard Wright was born on this day in 1908 on a farm near Roxie, Mississippi.

Beyoncé turns 44 today. The multiple Grammy award singer-songwriter and actress was born in 1981, Houston, Texas.

Suddenly last Tuesday a bright light shone. [“That's a joke, son”] After that three hour sycophantic love fest by his cabinet, telecast and youtubed, only three questions remained: Why would the United States need a Congress? What role does the judiciary fill? Both seem more like unnecessary decorations than useful assets. And why would the country need to elect a new boss in 2028? What purpose would it serve? – Garrison Keillor, The Column, 9.3.25

Confusion causes our questions and prompts us to wake up. – Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche in Crazy Wisdom, Shambhala Press, 2001. From this perspective, confusion is a gift, a teacher on The Way, a prompt for our gratitude.

Preface to an ego, Part One

We are born into this world

not unlike the pilot in The Little Prince,

crashing into what might as well be

a wholly barren landscape

for all the light-blasted confusion,

and utterly beyond knowableness.

No wonder our first response is to protest.

Vigorously.

Then to grasp onto the comforting softness

of a much needed food source

until we are sated for the first of many times.

Of many times. Sated enough that we might

begin to look around curiously

at the glitter and sparkling destractions

which will become a habit

and the source of objects

we insist on trying to fit into

mouths, noses, ears, eyes.

All the while learning about

what will become masturbation

and playing with our toes.

—jab