Is Silence the Answer?
Silence doesn’t echo itself. It doesn’t create copies of itself. Silence waits for us to slow down enough that we can hear the deep...
Wending Which Way
The two lanes of traffic streaming past each other on roads and interstates seem unrelated to each other, except in the sense that some...
Words Can Harm or Help
Don’t get me wrong. I love words. Sometimes words feel like the inhalations and exhalations that mark the flowing stream of life. The time...
Putting it Back Together
Recently at an SOS meeting, I was on the edges of an interesting conversation. I don’t want to invoke the details because we promise...
Life’s First Encounters
Last week, my mother would have been 104 years old. “Would have” because she died 32 years ago. I don’t know the exact day...
Taking Unfair Advantage
Once upon a time, there was a tribe of two–legged beings. They became the dominant species on their planet, prevailing over those with more...
Appreciation in the Midst of it All
“The real mystery is not somewhere else. It’s right here in what we call reality, or truth, or daily life. It’s in confusion and...
Tomorrow Finally Came
While I was living on Planet Earth, which was until quite recently, I never referred to ‘tomorrow’ as anything other than a period of...
Smaller Portions
I can’t really blame my wife for suggesting that we could do a “bone broth” diet together. She was just proposing a solution to...
A Brief History of Ingratitude
Once upon a time, there was a kingdom in a hidden valley where soft rain fell each night and refreshing breezes swept away the...