Lightning Over the City

It's rare in these parts, but a thunder storm moved in over the peninsula tonight and sent several large lightning bursts over San Francisco.

We cheered.

Maybe it was a sign from the heavens that we are doing something right around here.

The rains that preceded it and are still falling in its wake are, as usual, badly needed in this drought-prone area.

Merry Christmas, a day and a night late.

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Peace on This Earth

Wherever you are or whatever you are doing, my hope for you is that you are at peace with yourself tonight. In a world where so many feel pain, where there is much loneliness and despair, remember that as long as someone is thinking of you, you are not alone*.


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*Thank you to J.

A Poem, Son to Father

My son gave me a poem last night, Invictus. Here is the first verse:

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

He told me he believes I am "truly unconquerable."

I don't know whether he is right about me, but I will try to live up to his vision of his father.

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Escapes from the Mind

It's fairly easy to get trapped in life, in a job, in a relationship, in a lifestyle, in almost any set of circumstances that don't work for us.

Making them work is work.

Life is an organic process; it goes on until we end.

Sometimes the escape from the circumstances that seem to confine us are only in our mind. Sometimes we don't even want to leave.

Then, a window that beckons turns into its own trap -- a place we don't really want to go.

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Lighting Up the Night

Some friends brought a little holiday cheer to a patio in the Western Addition.