An Interesting Overnight

Recently my spouse and I attended a family occasion and spent two days at a lovely hotel built in the “roaring 20s.” The package deal with cousins, all my siblings, etc. made this quite a value.

I was born about twenty years after the opening of the hotel in all its grandeur. It was exquisitely designed. Our room was on the 11th floor with a beautiful, panoramic view. It wreaked of good taste. We couldn’t have been more pleased.

Night fell on this fine-looking hamlet. We went to sleep for the night just after partaking of morsels of milk chocolate care of the hotel. That evening I awoke for one of my nightly trips to the bathroom.

It was a large room that was in essence pitch black. I walked about fifteen feet on a thick, comfy carpet. I realized, unexpectedly, I had to take a step up. Trembling slightly on that step I gathered, just quickly enough, there was one more step to climb. I actually stayed up all the way to the bathroom and never had to prove that Medicare was available in any state or possession of the U.S.

Perhaps the senior population was much smaller at the birthing of this edifice and perhaps it had a youthful architect with a lower urinary tract that functioned like a fire hose.

H. Rubin, memoirist, essayist and author of Look Backward Angel, an e-book available on Amazon.



Green Pastures and Still Waters

“He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the the still waters. He restoreth my soul.” This was the Peace or Shalom of David, the poet king in Psalm 23.

In the memoir of a Yale anatomist, Dr. Jill Bolte Taylor, My Stroke of Insight, she realized she was undergoing a specifically located left-sided stroke when it occurred. She described what she missed after successful rehabilitation of her left side of the brain, having recovered LINEAR, functions. Paraphrasing her, she said she missed the enormous Peace generated by the NONLINEAR right brain, prior to the rehabilitation..

Isn’t the Shalom described by this gifted man and woman what humanity seeks. Not power, not wealth, not fame, but Shalom in most instances, deep in our inner selves, is what we seek. Is it not?

Paul described that Peace in Ephesians 3:16, “That he would grant you to be strengthened with might by his spirit in the inner self.” To me that inner self is the subconscious portion of the soul or psyche.

I believe that when one probes that inner self with the help of God and the right behavioral therapist, the baggage of the past gets lighter, the mirror of your soul, the eyes, shine more brightly and the soul fills more and more with Peace.

H.Rubin, memoirist and author of Look Backward Angel, an e-book available on Amazon.

Holy Matrimony or a Written Contractual Arrangement?

I prefer holy matrimony to written contractual arrangements, i.e. prenuptial agreements. It requires sacrifice, patience, and love that runs very deep. It must steer clear of rushing, eye to eye avoidance and listening halfheartedly. It provides for someone with whom to stay up late under trying circumstances, through old age. It can be very romantic given the lack of anything contractual beyond a simple, marriage certificate. It’s much more than friendship with an agreed to set of rules. Paraphrasing John Dunne, no man or woman is an island. To me, holy matrimony is immeasurably sweeter than the island of which he speaks.

H. Rubin, memoirist and author of Look Backward Angel, an e-book available on Amazon

Seeing the World in 2017

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So one could visit Seattle. If one found this place in front of the Asian Art Museum, just the right angle, and, light would be needed to catch this particular glimpse.

When I was lucky enough to capture this image after numerous shots I may well have waited for hours and taken hundreds more images before this image was captured. So I ask you, if it’s the visual you treasure on your journeys, aren’t you better off catching the images via the web? Should luck be the factor in the quality of nature you can observe on your journeys?

It’s a question worth reflecting upon as that horizon reveals that sunlight. Of greater import to our senses is this comment by Helen Keller in 1933:

“I who am blind can give one hint to those who see—one admonition to those who would make full use of the gift of sight: Use your eyes as if tomorrow you would be stricken blind. And the same method can be applied to the other senses. Hear the music of voices, the song of a bird, the mighty strains of an orchestra, as if you would be stricken deaf tomorrow. Touch each object you want to touch as if tomorrow your tactile sense would fail. Smell the perfume of flowers, taste with relish each morsel, as if tomorrow you could never smell and taste again. Make the most of every sense; glory in all the facets of pleasure and beauty which the world reveals to you through the several means of contact which Nature provides. But of all the senses, I am sure that sight must be the most delightful.”


H Robert Rubin, memoirist and author of Look Backward Angel, an e-book available at Amazon

Holy Matrimony

People seem to lose track of what holy matrimony means. It is about change. It’s not easy to grow old and overcome obstacles together but it brings depth to the individuals and the marriage, a holiness if you will. To drift from that journey is to get lost amongst the weeds.

To me Shakespeare described holy matrimony best in his 116th Sonnet:

    Let me not to the marriage of true minds
    Admit impediments. Love is not love
    Which alters when it alteration finds,
    Or bends with the remover to remove.
    O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
    That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
    It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
    Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
    Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
    Within his  bending sickle’s compass come;
    Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
    But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
    If this be error and upon me prov’d,
    I never writ, nor no man ever lov’d.

Food for Thought on Good Friday

“Skeptics believe that any exclusive claims to a superior knowledge of spiritual reality cannot be true. But this objection is itself a religious belief. It assumes God is unknowable, or that God is loving but not wrathful, or that God is an impersonal force rather than a person who speaks in Scripture. All of these are unprovable faith assumptions.” Keller, Timothy. The Reason for God: Belief in an Age of Skepticism (p. 12). Penguin Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

Even atheists assume based essentially on faith that there is no higher power.

H. Rubin, author of Look Backward Angel, an e book at Amazon.


I believe the Lord wants us on a path where we are less likely to say or do the wrong thing, as we deepen our faith, reaching for the Holy Spirit in times of provocation and always remembering we are children of God and saints in His eyes. I have been healing my soul with the guidance of the Holy Spirit since the age of 40,  about 32 years ago. Part of my journey is available in my first book of memoirs, Look Backward Angel, an e-book on Amazon:

Other thoughts are available on this blog and I am in the process of writing my second volume of memoirs. Please see my free sample/preview which is the first few pages of Look Backward Angel above. I believe you will find it feeds your soul.

God bless you and keep you.

H. Rubin