We changed the clocks this weekend; fell back. It is dark by 5 PM. And so, we have a decision to make, don't we?* Do we rail against the early dark? Or, do we settle in to a new season? I am gonna' choose the latter. I love the dark, the neighborhood quiet, house lights […]
I read this short essay over and over and over again and seek to live it out every day. Finding New Questions We have ceased trying to tie up all loose ends. We have discovered that life does not need to be neat. We have more questions than answers, and this is a great delight […]
A short thought or poem for the weekend, friends ... There is something in every one of you that waits and listens for the sound of the genuine in yourself. It is the only true guide you will ever have. And if you cannot hear it, you will all of your life spend your days […]
The young man in a hoodie, bundled up against the cold, waiting at the corner for the bus that picks him up before dawn for the long, winding ride across town to the school farthest from his home; a two-hour daily commute. The little girls huddled together for warmth on the playground as the autumn […]
A short thought or poem for the weekend, friends ... Happiness A bee settled on a rose petal. It sipped, and off it flew. All in all, happiness, too, is something little. Trilussa (aka Carlo Alberto Salustri 1871-1950)
