
The legacy of admissions and exclusionary endowments
I don’t want to belong to any club that will accept me as a member. Grouch Marx We reserve the right to refuse service to anyone.
Writing is part of my meditative process to clarify my thoughts, to align my actions and to focus on my purpose. I write about my emotions, my shortcomings, and my ideas for a better world through poetry, prose, and what I call rantifestos every day, some of which I post here on my blog and on social media. I share them to help others move along their paths to live and lead with compassion.

I don’t want to belong to any club that will accept me as a member. Grouch Marx We reserve the right to refuse service to anyone.

It is no measure of healthto be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.Jiddu Krishnamurti It is easier to say,“My tooth is aching than I
If you look deeply into the palm of your hands,you will see your parents and all generationsof your ancestors.All of them are alive in this moment.Each is present in your body.You are the

Ever since happiness heard your name,it has been running through the streetstrying to find you. Hafiz During this long weekend we celebrate independence and our freedom. To

You know when you’re sitting on a chairand you lean back so you’re just on two legsand you lean too far so you almost

Listen up!For ages now you’ve beenBeguiled, entranced, and fooled by appearances.Are you aware of that? Are you?Right this very instant, when you’reUnder the spell

In our busyness, in our activity based lives, we think we’re constantly making adjustments and course corrections. Advancing our lives through professional development and experiences and networking. Most of the time there’s a regression to the mean. To what is comfortable and habitual. We feel good because we’re busy. Striving. Climbing and sliding. All along we’re slightly unclear or dissatisfied with the results of our efforts. And time passes extremely quickly.

All of us came from the same place. Our ancestry has a common origin. Part of our shared heritage is our altruism. We have the DNA within us that yearns to help one another. But over time our given traits are smoothed over by time and necessity. We can forget our roots and our true selves.

We have these seeds within us. These blessings that want to bud and bloom. But our specialness and our loveliness can get suppressed by the weight of the world.

This is not a usual weekly ass kicker. But it is something truly kicking my ass. An observation about the world I have the privilege to see.
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