If you read my last post, you’ll know that it was a very personal post, a post about what I see as a somewhat substantial shortcoming of mine in relationship. My friend Diane, with my permission, posted a link to it on her Facebook page and there it garnered lots of commentary and became one […]
Author: Ted Seymour
Push / Pull
Dear world, I came to a difficult realization this morning, that I have difficulty when it comes to loving another human being. I can actually love very well and have made great strides in this area, in terms of being affectionate, communicating proactively, listening and attending to the words and needs of another, and even […]
Still in L’viv and heavy flakes are falling down on this New Year’s Eve day. Walked past a homeless woman with a large wooly dog and a large gathering of bags and wondered why I didn’t give her a generous gift. Would $10 really matter to me? Would it to her? Next to her was […]
I’m having a very sweet time here in L’viv. I’m here with Lidia, a woman I met while traveling here in Ukraine this past summer. We are meeting up here for 10 days to enjoy the holidays together. One of the things I’m noticing is how sweet it is to be here with her, to […]
I’m feeling a little uncomfortable this past day or so. What I’m noticing right now is how nice it is to be in small more intimate settings, one-on-one with someone familiar, rather than being in larger settings where I don’t really know others. I tend to stay within the circles with which I am familiar […]
I ran across this poem and somehow it touches something deeper in me, something about making peace with all that is. Not being at odds with reality. Being perfectly content in moving forward in life, and even in death. Wendell Berry is perhaps one of my favorite humans on this planet, even though we’ve never […]
I’m not fully sure what is happening lately, but while I was wiping out my freezer after having cleared it out and purged lots of old stuff, I had to start questioning whether I was undergoing a mid-life OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) crisis or whether my behavior was more reflective of the inner changes that […]
Last night, I was sitting downstairs in my home at a worktable I’ve set up, working on printing photographic images and also on a book project that has been brewing, and I acutely felt the quality of manifestation. It has a very warm, restful, satisfying feeling to it. There is something in my personality which […]