“Unlimited tolerance must lead to the disappearance of tolerance. If we extend unlimited tolerance even to those who are intolerant, if we are not prepared to defend a tolerant society against the onslaught of the intolerant, then the tolerant will be destroyed, and tolerance with them.” – Karl Popper, On the Paradox of Tolerance, in The…
Driving to the gallery today, I began thinking about the beautiful letter written to me the other day. The reader claimed “The Red Speck“, “stalked” her. The book would magically appear in places she hadn’t left it. The slim text “fell” on her chest twice while she slept… I love the idea of the book…
I received this beautiful letter of gratitude for having written The Red Speck in my email today. What an absolutely beautiful way to start the morning. Thank you for taking the time to express yourself. Letters like this encourage me tremendously. Thank you. “I really must tell you about my relationship with The Red Speck….
The worst part is that I knew. Too much time had passed. I pushed the thought from my head. No time. No time for that. I was so close. So fucking close. Yet I didn’t go. Too busy visiting, too busy with the minutia. I couldn’t make time. She was disappointed. I explained. She was…
Montezuma’s Castle had nothing to do with Montezuma. More photos…
Did I make the right decision? What will happen? Where will we go? What will we do? Have I taught my children well? Am I good mother? Have I been supportive enough? Is this what I want? Why did I say that? Why did I do that? I should have said this. I should have…
Have you ever felt like there’s an emptiness in your life? A certain nagging dissatisfaction? A longing for something unnamed? You try to fill the void by overindulging in pleasurable acts, like shopping, eating, drinking, sex…the problem is that the hole has no bottom, it is infinite. For a while you are satisfied with the…
I dreamt of seeking. Finding myself in New Orleans again. Searching through a magnificent home on the Esplanade. One I’d known from before. Delight upon delight I witnessed. Joy and happiness, down every passageway, and corridor. Keep looking, a voice told me. “The search doesn’t end until you find your demon.” I felt this to…
…and I mean that literally. It has been well known in certain ancient traditions that what a person thinks and says, especially repeatedly, are of the utmost importance. These thoughts and words become actions, evident in what a person does, reflected ultimately in the reality a person creates. When I was 19, the Jamaican singer,…
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