Postcards from Boston

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Philadelphia

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On Sunday we flew to Philadelphia for a few days. Stephen was visiting the Elsevier office there so I tagged along to do some site-seeing. It was incredibly hot and humid, topping 98degF – even the locals were complaining about the heat. We had a great time though, ate some great Cuban food and checked out the bars.
I spent a whole morning in the Museum of Art – a fascinating place with artwork from the 10th century through to Warhol.

Day trip to Cape Ann

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Charlie as a Pup

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Some old footage of Charlie when he was 10 weeks old

Just Sitting

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We spent four hours at the US Embassy in London today waiting to be processed, scanned and assessed for our visa applications. No mobile phones, iPods or Blackberries are permitted inside the embassy and it struck me how much these items have become part of our daily existence. We stave off our almost pathological hatred of boredom by filling every minute of downtime with clicks and communication.

There is a Buddhist meditation practice called ‘Just Sitting’ in which you let go of making any effort and also let go of not making any effort – one of those great Buddhist paradoxes. Ultimately, you transcend the concepts of ‘just’ and ’sitting’ and experience the current moment raw and unfiltered.

So I sat amongst the fidgeting, farting mass of humanity while Stephen sketched and did Sudoku.

“Ticket number N239 please proceed to window 24.”
“Quick! That’s us.”

Rumi

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Passing, passing
The blossom gives way to the fruit;
Both are necessary,
One passes into another.
Bread exists to be broken
To sustain its purpose,
The grape on the vine
Is wine in the making,
Crush it and it comes alive.
Rumi, Mathnavi I, 2930

Rupert

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Location of our apartment

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