Abrupt Awareness

Frog song
Bold moonlight
Sudden awareness

Thinking of those moments where one is working dillgently, fully absorbed, then abruptly aware of time’s passage. The last moment outside our mind sunlight dominated. Then, darkness, moonlight, and the frogs chanting their mantras.

Nightly Haiku, August 11

Tonight’s Haiku

Air in motion
Night sings ancient songs
Trees sway in the dark

Experimenting with Adobe Spark. Really enjoying the app.

Recommended Reading: Anti-maskers explain themselves

Emily Stewart, over at Vox.com, wrote up a good look at the anti-mask folks. It’s done respectfully and with taste, which I greatly appreciate in the current climate. I’ve been struggling to comprehend this mindset, so deeply appreciate such an article. With today’s environment of “gotcha journalism” and “pwning” your opponents, Ms. Stewart’s approach is refreshing. I’m reminded of Steven Covey’s principle of listening with the intent to understand. An uncommon yet critically needed approach.

Anti-maskers explain themselves

A Haiku In The Night

​The night’s grace appears

Kindness in the dark’s motion

Streetlights; a beacon


There’s a grace to the night, to the calmness brought, to hidden delights, joys unbounded. To rest delivered, and the salvation of our dreams. 

Morning Coffee, A #Haiku

​Coffee’s gracefulness 

Awakening our brain cells

Enabling life 


The elixir of life: coffee! Memories of Seattle cafes in the 90s, a broke young man seeking moments of grace. Warmth in the winter rain, another grace. Warm memories of friends and conversation, of connecting with history’s great minds. Coffee consumed, generations apart, cold winter’s rain ensuring the seat, by the window, wondrous.

DNA, Technology and Unintended Consequences

From Wired Magazine: “There’s No Such Thing as Family Secrets in the Age of 23andMe”

This looks at the fascinating intersection of biological tech with democratized data, laden with so many “unintended consequences” in the DNA market (is it right to call this a “market”?).

I believe there was no way to guess these issues would come up when humanity first developed medical insemination. DNA databases and the commodification of DNA data: I doubt we could’ve guessed this coming about 10 years ago, much less in the 1970s.

Many, many questions, so few answers. The way forward seems murky. I guess it always is.

Seattle Memories: A Saturday Morning

Dark morning skies

Coffee shops and newspapers

Tranquil memories
Echoes of my history in this morning’s air, remembering my times in Seattle as a young man. 

A Few Wordart Haiku

An exploration with wordart from my leftover materials from my primary election guide.

My Music Mood, August 7, 2020

Music, a deeply critical part of my life. I use it to reflect my mood or change it. It gives me energy, focus, feeds sadness. Such a powerful thread interweaving my whole life.

I’ve been streaming Kaki King the past few days. Her music covers such a wide range of topics and styles. She has plenty of pieces that give me energy and focus, important things since my studies are demanding plenty of both lately.

Pieces like this have been today’s loops:

Explore more about my relationship with music here.

Here’s my daily playlist built on my current interests and foci.

Haiku, August 7, 2020

within the darkness
memories of the daylight
as I seek to rest

This is my first experiment with Adobe Spark. I find Canva a bit more intuitive at first blush. I’ll see where that goes. As I have a Creative Suite subscription, Spark makes significant economic sense.