Hide and seek

“KEEPING QUIET” BY PABLO NERUDA Now we will count to twelve and we will all keep still. For once on the face of the earth, let’s not speak in any language; let’s stop for one second, and not move our arms so much. It would be an exotic moment without rush, without engines; we would all be together in a sudden strangeness. Fisherman in the cold sea would not harm whales and the man gathering salt would look at his hurt hands. Those who prepare green wars, wars with gas, wars with fire, victories with no survivors, would put on clean clothes and walk about with their brothers in the shade, doing nothing. What I want should not be confused with total inactivity. Life is what it is about; I want no truck with death. If we were not so single-minded about keeping our lives moving, and for once could do nothing, perhaps a huge silence might interrupt this sadness of never understanding ourselves and of threatening ourselves with death. Perhaps the earth can teach us as when everything seems dead and later proves to be alive. Now I’ll count up to twelve and you keep quiet and I will go. —from Extravagaria (translated by Alastair Reid, pp. 27-29, 1974) A game of hide and seek turned upside down. I have started a meditation practice. I am committed to 45 minutes every day for 8 weeks to see how it changes me. It has come up now because I’ve decided to stop the medications I have been taking for PTSD and ADD. I have a feeling that in the...

thinking thursday : deep and light subjects you need to know about all in one

MIND This is a long read, and so worth it. A woman is diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. Think you’ve read stories like this before? You haven’t. This is why I started taking mandolin lessons. BODY So close. So damn close to being saved. In case you’re having a rough time of it. I might be in love with these Frida boxes and these mugs. Grain bowls, for dinner’s win. SOUL The best obituaries yet. Go to the limits of your longing. SPEAKING UP Explore race with NY Times journalists. WORD “The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.” ― Robert...