Awash. That word resonates for me in such a profound way, especially in these times of the pandemic.
Love in the age of emoticons
January 27, 2013 By | 8 Comments
11-year old Lucas Wilson writes with the wisdom and compassion of a being who has passed through life many times before. I don’t know Lucas, but I’d like to.
Do Not Hold
December 17, 2012 By | 7 Comments
It’s hard to find words that can make sense of the murders in Newtown, Connecticut. Even now I find myself feeling distant and in a kind of numb state of being.
Lost and found
June 14, 2011 By | 1 Comment
Harkening back to my Catholic days and the dark mystery of the confessional, let me begin by saying it’s been over two weeks since my last post. Here is my confession. I didn’t know what to write. Nothing was really calling. Nothing seemed up in the way things can gnaw in your craw. Great word […]
Who am “I”?
May 29, 2011 By | 8 Comments
I lost my wallet. Yep. It happened last week on my way either to or from my friend Barbara’s house. When I discovered it was gone that evening just a short time after I got home, first there was the “hmm, it must be here somewhere” feeling as I groped through bags, emptied my purse, […]
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