Bob Schwartz

This is the crown of creation. It looks like a flowering brain. Does this saguaro know something? CI, Cactus Intelligence? It is old enough, a hundred years, to have learned something. Let’s ask.

© 2023 by Bob Schwartz

First see
Then be

Once you have tried the ten thousand ways to see things as they are, once you have seen if you do see, then what?

You are not different then. Things are not different then. You can try to think, speak and act differently then. You can try to make things different and to make different things then. You may. So what? You are now as you are, things are as they are.

See?

© 2023 by Bob Schwartz

The window faces trees where the morning birds sing. Sitting in meditation, I wonder whether to leave the window open or closed. Will the birds distract? Will they sit with me and I with them? Will they be a sweet soundtrack to incorporate or ignore? Or do I shut them out for silence.

They. Don’t. Care.

© 2023 by Bob Schwartz

Today is the birthday of Che Guevara. He was a doctor, an intellectual, an idealist and a political revolutionary. History continues to reevaluate him and his life. He was not a saint and his choices of allies and roles have prompted questions. He is a martyr to a cause, certainly killed by U.S.-backed counter-revolutionaries in Bolivia.

He did not mean to become a misunderstood icon, but become one he did. Biographies are plentiful, and you can find them everywhere.

Today is also the birthday of Donald Trump. He is not an intellectual or an idealist, though he may be viewed as some sort of political revolutionary. History is already evaluating him, with a picture that gets darker and less kind every day.

Speaking of pictures, the photo of Che above is not the usual iconic one found on millions of posters, t-shirts, etc. It is one that reflects the soul and vulnerability that we acknowledge in those we admire or at least respect. The photo of Trump speaks for itself.

If you would like to celebrate Che’s birthday, watch The Motorcycle Diaries (2004).

© 2023 by Bob Schwartz

“We are like children restlessly sitting at the controls of a locomotive.”
Jacob Needleman

The explosion of AI is only the latest phenomenon demonstrating how far behind we as people and as a people are. It is not about having too much or knowing too much. It is not being advanced enough to handle what we increasingly have and know (or think we know).

Philosopher Jacob Needleman (1934-2022) wrote:

Both in our civilization and in our personal lives, the growth of knowledge far outstrips the growth of being, endlessly complicating our existence and taking away from us far more than it gives us. In relation to the advances and applications of scientific knowledge, we are like children restlessly sitting at the controls of a locomotive. Without a corresponding growth of inner, moral power, our intellectual power seems now to be carrying us toward disaster—in the form of the catastrophic destruction of the natural world, in the decay of ethical values, in the secrets of biological life falling under the sway of blind commerce or blind superstition, and above all, in the impending worldwide nuclear terror. May we not therefore say, as Plato said 2,500 years ago, that such “knowledge” as we have does not really deserve the label knowledge? Can we listen to him as he tells us that knowledge without virtue can neither bring us good nor show us truth? This is to say that such knowing as we have is not transformational; it does not elevate our level of being and it does not nourish the development of moral power.

It is only the fully developed human being, which means only the fully developed human mind in which the intuition of objective value is an essential component, that can see the world as it really is, and that, through its action upon our instincts and impulses, can lead us toward the capability to act in the service of the Good.

Jacob Needleman
Foreword to The Gospel of Thomas: The Gnostic Wisdom of Jesus (2005) by Jean-Yves Leloup

No drug or drink educed
The dreams that hung
Night to early morning

Adventures and then
Knowing she had something to say
She said it in bed
not plainly but clearly
Over
Dreadful

Grandma sitting on a sofa
Would not believe
That we loved her more than any other
Simple I said
Two of them
Three of us

In the audience of a talk show
He interrupted with wild claims
In the audience I laughed at the absurdity
They escorted him away
Interviewed then on the radio
Making better sense
He kept on and I listened
His name appeared
Just letters and numbers
Like a license plate

© 2023 by Bob Schwartz

Every night the blinds are closed. Every morning the blinds are opened.

Will the mountains still be there? Dogen says, “Mountains are mountains and mountains are walking. If you can walk, mountains can walk. Those without eyes to see mountains cannot notice, understand, see, or hear this reality.”

So far, every morning, the mountains are still there. The mountains are still walking.

© 2023 by Bob Schwartz

In this part of the desert, the most common bird, next to the house sparrow, is the Inca Dove, a type of Mourning Dove. They are well known for their cooing call. They are also known for building spring nests around houses, in places that provide relief from the sun. There are ways to discourage this, but we haven’t tried any so far.

A few weeks ago, a nest appeared in an eave, but later fell apart. While it seemed there was not going to be another try, a week ago, seemingly overnight, a nest reappeared with mother and egg.

So for all who grew up in various places with various nests and various mothers, eggs and chicks, Happy Mother’s Day.

© 2023 by Bob Schwartz

Whatever prompts I send
the looming mountains
respond the same
real and reliable
without hallucinations

© 2023 by Bob Schwartz