American Studies class, 9/16/16





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American Studies class, 9/12/16






More photos and voices from the flood



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Theology class, 9/6/16

Rebels Documentary

The California Ranch That Takes Jerry Brown Off the Grid




Marin County map


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Cognitive Difference/Disability, Religion, and the Making of a Family Tradition (Fordham University, March 30, 2016)








No Search, No Subject: Autism and the American Conversion Narrative in Autism and Representation, ed. Mark Osteen (New York: Routledge 2010.




Daniel Kealy, American, employed in the

Quartermaster’s Department at Porto Bello,

was accidentally drowned in the bay at that

place May 7, 1909. The body had not been

recovered up to May 17. Kealy was mar-

ried, and had been on the Isthmus since

July 28, 1906.


Mrs. Daniel Kealy of Gorgona wishes to

express her gratitude and sincere apprecia-

tion for the kindness and assistance given

her by the Kangaroos, Red Men, and many

other friends in her recent bereavement on

the death of her husband. 



























































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Faith and Critical Reason class, March 16, 2016




No Search, No Subject: Autism and the American Conversion Narrative




O’Hara’s ground zero pub via the New York Times


70s subway photos via the New York Times


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Religion and the American Self class, March 7, 2016



Norman Mailer on Jesus/Christians


White Negro For Mayor by Adam Curtis

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Faith and Critical Reason class, March 7, 2016



Merton (Still) Matters (from America)


“Wide Open to Life”:Thomas Merton’s Dialogue of Contemplative Practice (pdf) by Judith Simmer-Brown


“A Member of the Human Race” (the 4th and Walnut Epiphany) (pdf)


Merton’s Polonnaruwa epiphany

I am able to approach the Buddhas barefoot and undisturbed, my feet in wet grass, wet sand. Then the silence of the extraordinary faces. The great smiles. Huge and yet subtle. Filled with every possibility, questioning nothing, knowing everything, rejecting nothing, the peace not of emotional resignation but of Madhyamika [the “Middle Path” school of Buddhism], of sunyata [“emptiness, the Void” – a basic concept in Buddhism], that has seen through every question without trying to discredit anyone or anything – without refutation – without establishing some argument. For the doctrinaire, the mind that needs well established positions, such peace, such silence, can be frightening.

I was knocked over with a rush of relief and thankfulness at the obvious clarity of the figures, the clarity and fluidity of shape and line, the design of the monumental bodies composed into the rock shape and landscape, figure rock and tree. And the sweep of bare rock slopping away on the other side of the hollow, where you can go back and see different aspects of the figures. Looking at these figures I was suddenly, almost forcibly, jerked clean out of the habitual, half-tied vision of things, and an inner clearness, clarity, as if exploding from the rocks themselves, became evident and obvious. The queer evidence of the reclining figure, the smile, the sad smile of Ananda standing with arms folded (much more “imperative” than Da Vinchi’s Mona Lisa because completely simple and straightforward).

The thing about all this is that there is no puzzle, no problem and really no “mystery.” All problems are resolved and everything is clear, simply because what matters is clear. The rock, all matter, all life is charged with dharmakaya… everything is emptiness and everything is compassion. I don’t know when in my life I have ever had such a sense of beauty and spiritual validity running together in one aesthetic illumination. Surely, with Mahabalipuram and Polonnaruwa my Asian pilgrimage had become clear and had purified itself. I mean, I know and have seen what I was obscurely looking for. I don’t know what else remains, but I have now seen and have pierced through the surface and have got beyond the shadow and the disguise.


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