Storm

Storm

Windshield wipers strain
to clear my view but the storm
is on the inside

Relica Backup Review

This post is a review of Relica Backup, the software I use and depend on to backup (and restore) all of my data across several computers. Relica seems to be relatively unknown on the interwebs; I have not yet come across any user reviews or articles that describe actual experience with the software. So this is my attempt to fix that. I am not associated with the Relica folks, just a satisfied user spreading the word about something I like 🙂

Shiva Sankalpa Suktam

Recently, I have become aware of a burden of thoughts weighing down upon me. Intrusive, endless, unstoppable, uncontrollable, unwanted thoughts. If I desire to sit quietly for five minutes, without fruitless thoughts buzzing constantly in my mind… I can not! Sometimes, I become aware of a new thought arising.. in a parallel thought, I even realize that the newly arising thought is pointless and unproductive.. that I should not be entertaining it.. but that realization is impotent. I watch helplessly as the unwanted thought blooms and grips my mind for the next N minutes, until it is swapped out by another chain of thinking, often equally unwanted.

Homemade Bread

I have been experimenting with different recipes for a basic bread loaf to make at home without a bread machine. After many experiments, here is the one that works for me. It creates a fluffy, healthy loaf with good taste and lasts about 3 days.

This bread is made out of a mixture of all-purpose wheat flour (75%) and 100% whole grain wheat flour (25%). I would like to increase the percentage of whole grain wheat flour but need to conduct more experiments to create a loaf that is not dense.

Running

One foot leaves the ground
then the other. For a split
second, I’m flying!

What's Past Is Prologue

Whereof what’s past is prologue; what to come,
In yours and my discharge.

-Shakespeare, The Tempest Act 2, scene 1, 245-254

Flower Bowl

Let us arrange
these lovely flowers in the bowl
since there’s no rice.
-Basho

First Morning of Autumn

The first morning of autumn:
the mirror I investigate
reflects my father’s face
-Shiki Masaoka (loose translation by Michael R. Burch)

Silence

Silence. A strangled
telephone has forgotten
that it should ring.
-Michael R. Collings