Learning to Fly
I live in a loft above a chicken coup. I would gladly live inside with my sisters, but whenever the farmer catches a glimpse...
Category: Companions in Time
Independence, but from What?
I have to remind myself to feel grateful that I live in a country which has enshrined in its founding documents the ideals of...
Kip’s Favorite Joke
I attended two Celebrations of Life this past week. The two people whose lives were celebrated, Pat and Kip, both lived lives which I...
The Falling Leaves
When a friend passes on, we are likely to run into spaces in our thoughts and feelings where we realize that a touchstone is...
Charades for One
On the bus ride home from his weekly supper at the Rising Sun Café, he was only half listening to the sound of passing...
Stations along the Way
This morning I read a few sentences about the body’s “energy centers” (also called the “cakras”), which line up along the front of the...
A Time Beyond my own Calendar
I don’t get out much, except for short excursions with a few friends, a few commitments (such as volunteering at the Road Runner Food...
Monday is Market Day
Barry thought he may still have vestiges of visual memory, although ‘memory’ didn’t seem the right word for what had survived from his first...
Denial: Not just a River in Egypt
When we are incredulous at what others believe, because for us the ‘facts’ are clear and unambiguous, we probably aren’t in touch with the...
A Chair by the Side of the Road
The Three Musketeers’ motto–“All for one and one for all”—is more than an expression of loyalty to companions-in-arms. It expresses a fundamental truth of...