I don’t usually meditate with sounds, like music or guided meditions. I’ve had some good experiences with them — once in a while there will be a guide I really connect with, like Joseph Goldstein (Buddhist) or James Finley (Christian/Buddhist) — but for the most part medition sounds feel like additives in food. Additives can be good if done skillfully by an experienced chef with real cheffing skills. I’ve nothing against additives, per se. So, if one were to listen to this as an additive, I’d have to say that you would probably get a lot of bang for your buck…or whatever happens to be the market value of five minutes and seven seconds of your time.
For me, 2019 brought a big shift. In the fall of 2018 I knew that I needed to make a change. I had resigned my management position at McCarthy Lodge, at the end of the summer season, but it wasn’t quite clear what I should do next. Should I look for another seasonal summer Alaskan gig? Or should I look to do something else entirely? Was I going to continue to live my nomadic lifestyle, spending summers in Alaska and winters in California? To complicate matters, my health had suddenly taken a bad turn, back in the fall of 2018, and problems in my gut had led to me losing a great deal of weight (which was alarming because I’m already a skinny dude). I was feeling extremely low energy, to the point where a simple, short walk just about did me in for the day. At that point, all options were on the table.
My writing has been going pretty well so I had to drag myself away for a nice hike. I was helped in this by Paul, a photographer friend of mine, who is working on a photo book of abandoned places like the mines in this area.
Long day of hiking yesterday, then back home to the cabin, late, where I took a sponge bath. Not a stitch on my bare back and wouldn’t you know it? One of the locals came around for a visit, right up to the porch. I ducked down and peaked at her though the window, a mama bear with a cub, the cub playing in one of the (many) trees in my yard. I snapped a quick pic while she ambled away. Then I quickly put some pants on.
The other day I was on my walk back to the cabin, returning from town on the hour long commute. I saw a moose moving fast, parallel to me, just in the woods. He stopped to look at me and I snapped this quick pic with my phone. I should have perhaps thought more closely about why the moose was running fast but it was late and I was enjoying the walk.
The moose kept going, at a fast jog and it wasn’t long before I learned why the moose was running. It was a grizzly. The bear seemed annoyed by me and did a few false charges. I had my bear spray but he left before things got serious. I didn’t have the nerve to try to snap the grizzly bear’s pic.
So Ted Cruz and Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (AOC) have been flirting on Twitter as regards the violation of a sacred, traditional taboo: the ban on Democrats working with Republicans. Will it get very far? Probably not. Or Democratic process of built to fail. A to party system limits cooperation among the parties and generates a psychology of enmity and distrust. It’s a frame of mind that most folks seen happy with, more or less, presumably because it gives them someone to blame and something to fight about.
Like many Alaskans, this guy really needed a hair cut.