Shellshocked

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Boston has the third oldest subway system in the world. It’s very old and VERY rickety. As you might guess it can often be a quite stressful experience. Looks like his gentleman, exiting the Copley station, just experienced it.  

Street Savy Face

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Walking city streets as much as I do, helps me to see interesting faces more cleary. I passed this man on Charles Street early this morning. He was sitting quietly with his hands folded, in a very relaxed pose. However his eyes told a very different story.

White Umbrellas

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There’s a lot that could be said about the symbolism of this photograph, but I’ll leave it to you.

What Happened?

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My wife and I went out to breakfast yesterday and after it decided to take a leisurely walk around Boston Garden on our way home. It was a beautiful day, with warm sunshine and a light breeze. We were strolling along a shady path along the outer edge of the Beacon Street side of the park when we passed this man sitting very still and staring straight ahead.

I thought he looked like trouble and we walked by. In retrospect, thanks to the gentle concern voiced by my wife, maybe he had just been injured by a fall or something and we should have stopped and helped him.

It’s too late now but I feel conflicted about what I/we did.

The Cancer Guy

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I was on my way to get lunch today when I came across this guy sitting under an overpass asking for money. I stopped, gave him some, and had a nice chat. He was being treated at the nearby Massachusetts Hospital and had only nice thing to say about his doctors. 

I gathered his cancer was very serious but his attitude was accepting of his condition. Looking at one’s death close up is hard. There is a Buddhist meditation theory that meditating on our death clarifies the mind and helps us to see things more clearly. 

The gentle demeanor of this man was very powerful.

Old Age Is Not For Sissies

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Nuf Said!

Introducing Mr. Spare Change News!

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This guy’s extraordinary. He’s been selling these papers on the street for 30 years. Today he told me he had attended a “goin home” celebration last night. What? A “goin home” celebration is when a born again member of his church dies and goes home to God.

It’s a lovely thought. 

 

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