Category Archives: Autobiographical

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On Appreciation: Random thoughts on Thanksgiving Day, 2016

At various key junctures my life has been uplifted, even saved, by people who recognized something in me, who loved me in a new way, and/or who showed me a new way to love and/or to be in this world.  … Continue reading

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The night when everything changed

  One warm summer evening in 1984, I was working on my computer when I heard what sounded like a series of shotgun blasts – BOOM! BOOM!  BOOM!  BOOM! – that kept coming from the alley behind our apartment building … Continue reading

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My father, the Army surgeon

As I write this, it is Veterans’ Day 2013, and everywhere people are honoring and memorializing members of our armed services.  My father, Frank Kennedy Mears, Jr., was a major in the U.S. Army.  When I was three, in 1955, … Continue reading

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LABOR’S LOVE LOST: Why labor unions sometimes suck, and why we need them, anyway

I write this on September 2, 2013.  Labor Day.  Facebook is today full of posts about labor unions with platitudes on why unions are important (see below).  Meanwhile, union membership is at its lowest level since World War II, conservative … Continue reading

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A visit to the school board

PHOTOS: Today, Adult Students & Teachers Rally outside LAUSD Board Meeting. (Photos by Sean Abajian, webmaster of saveadulted.org — which is another WordPress blog.) Today was surreal, incredibly intense and stressful and ultimately successful, as much as anything can be … Continue reading

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A Meditation on Meditation, Part 1: TM

As of October 2, 2011, I will have been meditating forty years. Every morning and evening, for the past forty years, I have sat down, closed my eyes, and gently begun the silent, effortless inward repetition of a mantra, a Sanskrit … Continue reading

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A fruitful meditation

These thoughts came to me during a long meditation in my favorite old chair, in the office over my garage (my “Upper Sanctum”) on the morning of July 29, 2011, beginning at 7:46 AM. The photos are from a sunset … Continue reading

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