Fields Converging: Mirror Neurons and Mimetic Desire and the "Self"
Poets and mystics have always known that beneath the skim of the observable lies a schema, a web, an indefinable something, that ties us all together in ways th...
Poets and mystics have always known that beneath the skim of the observable lies a schema, a web, an indefinable something, that ties us all together in ways th...
They’re playing James Taylor in Starbucks these days. Always good to be reminded that “You’ve Got a Friend.” Yesterday I bought a hot ch...
Saturday, at the cabin, I listened to two Blue jays argue. They broke off only to fly to a new tree and a new perch where they took up the quarrel anew. Bl...
If it wasn’t for song sparrows in the blue spruce outside my office window, the clamour of this time of year with its special demands might do irreparable...