Another Day on the Flight Deck

Well, we’ve got those chimpanzees under control, at least to the point where we can hear ourselves think.Now, all we’ve got to do is check out the co-ordinates.Where, exactly, do we want to fly this ship?Write down between three and five possible...

I’m Back

Yesterday was wonderfully crazy, so I didn’t get to the blog. We’ll get back to the house analogy tomorrow, but today, I just want to update you.Two prospective buyers came to look at Springwater Station, and that meant the place had to be spotless. I...

Zounds! It’s a Control Room!

A flight deck, to be exact.We’re a little bruised and shaken from our journey through that long, scary corridor, but we made it, because we held hands, and encouraged each other, and quit stopping every few feet to read and agree with another fear-message. You...

By George, It’s a CORRIDOR

For those of you who missed yesterday’s blog, we’re exploring our inner houses. We started out in the Waiting Room. (We got damn tired of waiting and decided to break out.)And now we find ourselves in a dark corridor. A good name for it would be “The...

The Waiting Room

First, an explanation. I planned to write this entry yesterday morning, but I had a nasty case of flu. Much better today.So let’s go on with our exploration of our inner mansions.The Waiting Room. You know the place. The chairs are uncomfortable, and you have...

Many Mansions

Since adolescence, I have been fascinated by the concept of houses as symbols of inner life. I remember reading about a memory device widely used in the 18th century. People trained themselves to remember long sequences of detailed information by constructing an...

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