A flash fiction story by J. Parrish Lewis A present-day woman finds an antique mousetrap, left behind by the tormented widow who is determined to keep her home ready for her husband’s return from the Civil War. 2019 Molly’s beat-up sedan—the same she’d driven since high school, nearly a decade ago though she was loathe…
Author: J. Parrish Lewis
J. Parrish Lewis was born and raised in Maryland. In his youth there, he and his brother had many adventures in the dogwood forests near his home. His nostalgia for these adventures has strongly influenced his characters, their relationships, and their perspective on the world they inhabit. He moved to California’s coast to earn his degree in communications and now lives with his family in the San Joaquin Valley. Lewis is profoundly deaf and uses American Sign Language to communicate. He enjoys hazelnut coffee, captioned movies, and walking his dog.
Let Writing Write Writing
Yesterday I was reminded of the phrase “Let zazen sit zazen.” Zazen, in case you don’t know, is the Japanese term for sitting meditation in Zen Buddhism. The phrase has to do with not going to sitting meditation with some goal to attain, such as enlightenment, but rather to see that sitting meditation (zazen) is…
Up and down and inside out
On Friday, I drove up to Ohlone College in Fremont, California, for an event hosted by professors at the college. Five Deaf authors, including me, had the opportunity to give short presentations about our work, answer questions, and (if we had them, sell our books). I felt very honored to have been invited as one…
Write Intention
One part of the Eightfold path described by Buddha is Right Intention, also called Right Resolve. Or at least those are two English translations of the original terms. My understanding of Right Intention is that it is about having the intention of letting go of things rather than grasping for the things we desire in…
Sitting Medicine
The whole Earth is medicine. – Yunmen Wenyan I am sick, for the second time, with COVID. I’ve been isolating at home for the last few days, mostly napping and watching too much television. I’ve not had the energy to do much more than that. I don’t think I even had the mental energy to…
Falling flowers, growing weeds
“A flower falls, even though we love it; and a weed grows, even though we do not love it.” Dogen Zenji, Founder of the Soto Zen school in Japan Thinking about attachment and nonattachment. We get attached to the things we want, and we feel aversion to the things we don’t want. We most definitely…
AI didn’t write this
AI didn’t write this post, but you can’t really know that for sure. That’s the sad thing. I could’ve just asked ChatGPT to write a post that sounds like this, about this topic, and then maybe tweak a bit to add in my own language. I didn’t, but you don’t know. Pandora’s box has once…
Let the ideas percolate
There’s nothing new under the sun, even this sentence. Which is precisely why I’m alright with choosing it. I’m sitting down to write this post after having come to this virtual page without a plan for what I’ll write about. Yesterday, however, I drew the kettle that’s the featured image of this post, which led…
Who are you?
Thinking about identity, how we get wrapped up in our ideas about who we are, so much that we don’t always actually see who we really are. As a Zen Buddhist, the concept of self is always very interesting to me. We study the Buddha way to study the self. In studying the self, we…