Born into a particular paradigm, or world model makes it difficult to
imagine how it might have been to be born into other historic periods; or
how our collective thinking changed over time.
It’s equally difficult to contemplate the sense of pressure a given
paradigm might have asserted on us, were we there. But, like throwing away
old clothes, we support a paradigm shift, every time we examine ideas that
no longer serve us.
4/8/04
Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.
When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.
– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)