my legitimate strangeness


This is an essential point. We will never reach an apotheosis in which we will have transcended ourselves and our predicaments. If disillusion is to mean anything concrete, this is what it should point to; not a Utopia enshrined in other terms, not some worldly Nirvana; but a shift in accommodation; along with modes of thought and behavior that tend to support humility, kindness, and a sense of our vulnerability; as capacities we cannot live without.

A Politics of Profound Disillusionment


Cheering “liberation” by proxy, is no more ethical than fighting wars of repression by proxy. We do a disservice in either case. In both cases we are condescending to our “lessors.” Instead we should be working on our own disillusionment while hoping that our example as it gains authenticity might “travel.”

You Can’t Hide from Futility


One of the defenses of denial is that if we were to begin to accept what is in store we would fall into despair. Better to be busy than desperate. This ignores the power of Futility. It continues to amaze me the way the most self-declared pragmatists; political, military, and business leaders; remain by allContinue reading “You Can’t Hide from Futility”

Brené Brown, The Power of Vulnerability


Casting about looking for what to write about I found this talk by Brené Brown. I groaned at the start, with the quote about nothing being worth study unless it was measurable, then went on to find her expressing so much of the crux of our predicament and talking about it with clarity and aContinue reading “Brené Brown, The Power of Vulnerability”

Digested by the Spectacle


Once again violence breaks the surface in a way that brings it home even to those of us far removed from the incident. The shootings in Tuscon have joined the list of assassinations that have punctuated my life time. In all that time I can think of only two “Right Wing” victims, – George WallaceContinue reading “Digested by the Spectacle”

The End of the Year


This feels far from a Beginner’s Mind. The last few weeks of the year bearing down, the winter solstice upon us. For me this is a time of inner fog and a low ebb of energy usually accompanied by a bad cold. It’s been too easy over the years to use this conjunction as reasonContinue reading “The End of the Year”

A Shared Foundation of Experience


It seems crazy to be thinking about boats at a time like this. Not just with winter closing in, but within this climate of growing uncertainty as the imminence of collapse emerges into our everyday lives. The old patterns don’t work, and whether we are upset by this, or inwardly glad to see cracks inContinue reading “A Shared Foundation of Experience”

When we mistake fun for joy


Putting on a blind fold and stepping into traffic will cause anyone an emotional toll as they struggle to pit capricious will against self-preservation. Still, in response to the immediacy of the peril – no matter that it’s self-inflicted – we feel an adrenaline rush. To the numbed psyche this is as close to feeling alive as we can get. No surprise that manufactured risk-taking is such big business.

Creatures of Empathy


We are creatures of empathy. We are in a double-bind – one among many. Either suppressing our empathy, or letting ourselves feel even a fraction of the death and destruction we are complicit in takes a tremendous toll. When we look timorously at the effects of collapse we discount what I expect to be anContinue reading “Creatures of Empathy”