The Sultan Ahmed Mosque, aka “Blue Mosque”, Istanbul, Turkey Though the bulk of US media coverage of President Obama’s tour to the Middle East shows visuals of him addressing the Turkish Parliament in Ankara and US troops outside Baghdad, the one that captures my interest is his visit to Istanbul’s Blue Mosque. I was there almost a decade ago to …
Still. And always. The first order of business is: knowing who we are; what we are; and why we are all here. If you haven’t really answered these basic questions yet, then you simply don’t know why you even exist— let alone why any other pursuit— twenty-first century literacy, cultural, political, or corporate sanity, pleasure, science, even religion— has …
This morning, outside I stood
And saw a little red-winged bird
Shining like a burning bush
Singing like a scripture verse
It made me want to bow my head
I remember when church let out
How things have changed since then
Everything is holy now
Lanakai Beach turned to the sun again this morning LANAKAI — Sorry, no time for bit and byte writing today, we’re off to the edge of the ocean— maybe three hundred yards as the dove flies— to do some sand writing. Talk amongst yourselves; I’ll give you a topic: Coconut oil vs Shea butter. . . or should they be …
The Ko’olaus are whispering. . . KAILUA — Sorry, no time for blogging today! We’re off to write a few haiku in the Ko’olau ramparts. Talk amongst yourselves; I’ll give you a topic: Mangoes are better than Papayas because. . . Or, if you simply must get mucked-up up to your eyeballs: John Asscroft is a barely sentient being because. …
We landed at the right time, and the place. . . HONOLULU — The shuttle driver, all five feet of him, said “Welcome to Paradise” as we walked up to his bus. Then he said something about retrieving our baggage. Uh, no. No baggage claim in Paradise. This was just what passes for Paradise here on Urantia; the big Kahuna’s …
