by Louie Ferrera | Feb 18, 2025 | Love, Meditations
Donald Trump is once again wreaking havoc in the White House. Anger and hatred abound. Me? I’m out there spreading the love and kindness one tangerine at a time. We have several different types of fruit trees in our backyard but a little tangerine tree is by far the...
by Louie Ferrera | Jan 26, 2025 | Meditations
Night begins to fall and the solar lights blink on one at a time, it’s a reliable progression. First is the light bulb replica, the incandescent variety basically unchanged since the days of Edison. It hangs from the bare branches of our Asian pear tree. Below the...
by Louie Ferrera | Jan 19, 2025 | Meditations
In this photo, Buddha’s eyes are closed in a state of silent meditation, his head tilted downward as he contemplates his navel, his body glows in stark contrast to the dull grey fence behind him. Buddha’s hands are in his lap, his thumb and forefingers touch in a...
by Louie Ferrera | Sep 9, 2024 | Meditations
One of the readers of this blog recently commented on how much she enjoys the “deep dives” I do when I write about music. This got me thinking; in pretty much all of my essays, I really do dig in and get to the heart of the matter, I “go deep”...
by Louie Ferrera | Jun 14, 2024 | Meditations
When I was 22, I decided to move from NJ to California. Two months later my friend Kenny and I were on the road west, traveling to a place I’d never been, that I knew next to nothing about and knew no one. I made a life for myself and am still here. In the summer of...
by Louie Ferrera | Apr 1, 2024 | Meditations
Four mugs hang like silent sentries, standing guard over the coffee maker. They are led by my long time morning companion Blue Mug. Blue, sturdy and thick walled, is the leader of the pack. Its handle spans the entire length of the mug from lip to base. This mug is...
I lived in Sebastopol for 20 years. We had palm trees in our backyard, but an Oriole couple decided to…
When I first moved back to Eugene from Ireland, I lived in a rental in one of the oldest neighborhoods,…
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The follies of the human race are temporary-love this!