The ninth path
One of my first posts on The Florida Dispatch (A Sharp Shard of Time) pondered on how some moments survive perfectly preserved through…
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Just ask…
Sometimes you just ask and —wham!— you get. On occasion, even way more than what you expected. For example, yesterday I looked at…
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I play mind games…
The following was published in the National Parkinson Foundation’s website. I play mind games. Literally. I create memory games in hopes to…
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Move or die (18″ video)
So I got myself a bike and a helmet to race away from Mr. Parkinson. Credits: Leading role: my right hand. Supporting…
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The glow of beauty…
Some faces just call my attention so loudly that I have to take their picture. Such is the case with Karina. I was at…
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Short dance of much joy (mini video)
[Caress de floor with those feet!]
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Attitude, attitude, attitude (two very tiny videos)
On Sunday I went to a store and rode up the escalators to the third floor. Me being the image-obsessed creature that Parkinson’s…
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Linguistics, strictly linguistics.
This 19th century bronze from India, as rendered by me, shows Shiva as Lord of the Dance. With one foot he steps on the monster of ignorance, while the other, raised in dance, symbolizes the release of souls into salvation. Notice the slivers of cracked illusion falling down.
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Sanctuary
On the fleeting nature of life
It was the 8th century in what is today the United Kingdom… Saint Bede sat as a guest in a dining hall talking important…
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