Cave time is coming . . .

Friday, January 2, 2026. It's Frigg's (Freya's) day. Northerlies brought a rain shower to TulseyTown this morning. Forecasts indicate clearing skies and low 60's this afternoon.

When roles fall away, do you ever vanish? Or is there something here that remains present, quiet and alive?

Day Two: Yep, new year, new ancient tradition. While the Babylonians were promising to return borrowed farm tools (actually), I read that 85% us will try to spend less time on our phones, which is a noble goal we’ll all inevitably fail at while scrolling through “10 Tips to Reduce Screen Time” at 2:00 AM. – Kim Komando, The Current, 1.1.25

How to establish a daily practice of almost anything. – Anne Cushman

On January 1, 1892 the first person processed through the newly opened Ellis Island Immigrant Station entered the United States of America. – Heather Cox Richardson, in Letters From An American.

The electric car finally becomes more convenient than the gas car in 2026. That changes this year. Major automakers like Mercedes-Benz and Toyota are slated to move solid-state batteries from the lab to the production line in 2026. The main problem with e-cars has been batteries. The new batteries are a game changer. They don’t catch fire, they charge in about 10 minutes, and they can go up to 1,000 miles on a single charge. That’s New York to Florida without stopping for a charge. – Kim Komando, The Current, 1.1.26.

Lynda Barry turns 69 today. The cartoonist and author (The Good Times are Killing Me) was born in 1956 Richland Center, Wisconsin.

And, today is the birthday of St. Thérèse of Lisieux. The author “The Story of A Soul” and became known as “the little flower.” She was born in 1873, Alençon, France.

Every exit is an entry somewhere else. Tom Stoppard

Extravagant Stillness

Be patient, my heart.

The time of the cave is coming.

[...]

This is not the season of sorrow,

but of gratitude.

[...]

– Maribai Starr, “Extravagant Stillness,” online, 12.30.25

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