Glory All Around

Reflections on Beauty and Wonder


Visiting Holy Shrines

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Wed, 01 Jul 2015 14:32:52 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 


If you circumambulated every holy shrine
in the world
ten times,

it would not get you to heaven
as quick

as controlling your

Daniel Ladinsky, Love Poems from God

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Saab 9-5 Brights Wouldn't Stay On

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Mon, 20 Apr 2015 23:23:20 GMT  <== Tech ==> 

I have a 1999 Saab 9-5, gifted to my son by my sister-in-law. He loves the car, but doesn't like paying for its 20-mile-per-gallon gas, so he drives my 2005 Honda Civic, and I drive the Saab. I recently had two problems with the Saab's high beams.

First, the left high beam wasn't working. I got a new bulb, but that didn't fix the problem. Turned out I needed to get a new orange light control relay. Amazon has it for $25, or you can find it for less on eBay. Replacing the relay made the left high-beam work, but the brights wouldn't stay on by themselves. I had to hold the high beam handle back to keep them on, a real pain while driving. My mechanic recommended replacing the gray relay associated with the high beams. Amazon has that for $12.

Replacing that relay didn't work either, so I went to Shaftsbury Saab, about 15 minutes from my apartment in Bennington, and asked the guy there what to do. He asked a few questions, then recommended that I turn the light control switch inside the car to the farthest clockwise position. I had never noticed that switch to do anything, but since I did that, the brights stay on. Yay!

Saab light switch

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Soldier On

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Sat, 11 Apr 2015 11:31:07 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 

Soldier On

Science has proven
that merely looking
at photos
of beautiful women
the pleasure centers
in a man's brain.

I can verify
that experiment.

But looking at
a real woman,
in the room,
and smelling her,
and feeling the
of her voice,
feels so good
that it's almost
too much to bear.

The temptation
is palpable
to rip off her clothes
and have my way
with her,
right here
on the table.

But such is not
the way of the world.
So I soldier on,
in silent

Bill St. Clair

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Spring Blessing

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Wed, 08 Apr 2015 05:29:00 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 

Spring Blessing

One day you wake up
able to name the weight
youve been carrying.
Realizing its not part of your body or your being,
not essential in any way to journeying or joy,
you set it down gently, without fanfare
in the long soft grass at the side of the road
and walk on
surprised to find yourself
smiling in the warm sun
for no particular reason.

Oriah Mountain Dreamer © 2015

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Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Sun, 05 Apr 2015 07:35:27 GMT  <== Quote ==> 

"Dusting is easy, if you think of it as an opportunity to love everything you own." -- Bill St. Clair

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Ich Bin Ein Vermonter!

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Sun, 05 Apr 2015 01:16:58 GMT  <== Glory ==> 

I moved into my new apartment on Wednesday morning, with the car-load of stuff I'd been living from at my brother's house. Spent most of the rest of the day buying a bed, a couple of kitchen chairs, and a dresser at a local furniture store, with a big discount thanks to dropping the name of my realtor, who recommended the store. Then spent two hours at Walmart getting everything you need to outfit an apartment.

Walmart trip

As it turns out, I forgot the shower curtain, which I discovered at shower time on Thursday morning. Off to Walmart again to get one. This time I forgot the rings to attach curtain to rod. So I improvised and tied it up with little pieces of the clothesline I used to hold the futon mattress to the top of my car on the trip from furniture store to home (I took one chair and the mattress. The other chair, the bed frame, and the dresser will be delivered on Monday, goddess willing).

Walmart trip

On Friday morning, I rented a U-Haul truck, picked up a guest mattress my mother had in storage, and drove to the house in New Lebanon. Spent a long time loading boxes I had packed, and my broken scooter. Dropped the scooter at Ronnie's Cycle, and unloaded at the new apartment, carrying everything up the long flight of stairs. My sister-in-law helped with the mattress and a lot of other boxes. Thanks, Lizzy.

Today I went to the dentist to get a replacement for the temporary crown that fell out on Thursday, and went back to the house to get a few things I neglected yesterday There's still another trip to make. And I need to unpack and clean everything, and throw away a bunch of it.

I'm in Vermont! And loving it here.

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Connecting to a printer via iPhone Personal Hotspot

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Sun, 05 Apr 2015 01:01:04 GMT  <== Tech ==> 

In my new apartment, I do not yet have always-on internet. I'm using my iPhone's Personal Hotspot feature to use the AT&T cellular network for an internet connection for my computer. I have a wifi-accessible printer as well, so I connected it to the iPhone via wifi. This allowed my Mac to print as long as it, too, was connected via wifi, but reconnection is much easier if I just plug the iPhone in to the USB port of the Mac. That gives the Mac access, but on a different internal network than the wifi network, so it can't talk to the printer. Solution: make a wifi connection to the iPhone from the Mac before attempting to access the printer.

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Go North Old Man

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Fri, 27 Mar 2015 13:41:21 GMT  <== Glory ==> 

I've started the process for moving into a 2-bedroom apartment in Bennington, VT. My wife hasn't accepted it yet, but my daughter did her crying yesterday. It's in the center of town, but on a dead-end street partway up a hill that gets much steeper behind the building, with a bumpy one-lane road at the top. I'm on the second floor in the back of the building. It's 600 square feet with a small bedroom, a large bedroom, a large living room, a tiny laundry room with washer and dryer, a full bath, and a small kitchen, adjoining the living room. Heated with propane-fired baseboard hot water, but electric stove. Go figure. Some nonsense about insurance cost.

White paint everywhere with beige carpeting. 1900 building with brand new interior.

Comcast 25 megabit/second cable internet. I don't plan to get a landline or have a television, other than my 27" iMac monitor.

I expect to move in on April 1 and move my stuff on Easter Saturday.

There's a community choir that does three concerts per year. I hope they'll take me in the middle of their May concert preparation, but if not, I'll start after that.

I'm excited and happy.

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Breaking Up Isn't So Hard. Yet.

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Sun, 22 Mar 2015 15:38:17 GMT  <== Glory ==> 

After 24 years of marriage and raising two kids in a little house in the woods of the New York Berkshire Hills (I'm from Wyoming; the Berkshires are not mountains), I'm looking for another place to crash, without the wife. This has been happening for a long time, so it's more of a relief than a painful separation (for me), but there will definitely be some difficult times ahead. It costs more to live in two places than one, and finances are already tight. I'm going to pay my rent, but I intend to continue to support the wife and still-at-home daughter, with what I can afford. I hope she doesn't try to make the courts extort more than I can afford.

My non-negotiable requirement is driving distance to a Sahaj Marg meditation center. Desires are lower taxes than NY and better gun laws, neither of which is hard to find.

My first inclination was to move to Southern New Hampshire. Meditation north of Boston, 45 minutes away, no income or sales tax, Constitutional Carry likely coming soon.

Another idea was New Mexico. Slightly lower taxes than NY, no local override of state gun laws, open carry state, much milder winters, and dry climate, sorta like Wyoming, only hotter. But I've never been there, so a reconnaissance mission would be necessary.

But my mom is getting old, and I don't want to miss the time remaining to be with her. And my daughter is not yet independent; I want to be here for her. So I'm starting today looking at rentals in southern Vermont. Highest state income taxes in the country, slightly lower sales tax than NY, but the very first Constitutional Carry state, when it was called Vermont Carry, because they were the only one. Half an hour from my mom, an hour from my daughter.

Wish me luck. And wish my wife and daughter luck and good health.

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Could You Embrace That?

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Sat, 14 Mar 2015 13:34:45 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 


I said to God, "Let me love you."
And He replied, "Which part?"

"All of you, all of you," I said.

"Dear," God spoke, "you are as a mouse
wanting to impregnate
a tiger who is not even in heat. It is a feat
beyond your courage and strength.
You would run from me
if I removed my

I said to God again,
"Beloved I need to love you—every aspect,
every pore."

And this time God said,

"There is a hideous blemish on my body,
though it is such an infinitesimal part of
my Being—
could you kiss that if it were revealed?"

"I will try, Lord, I will try."

And then God said,
"That blemish is all the hatred and
cruelty in this

Daniel Ladinsky, Love Poems from God

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