I Welcome Christmas
A letter to my family and friends and those who might know me a little.
Up On All Fours
When responsibilities are removed, awe has more time and space to spread out.
Finding Perspective—Young Me
I see you there… you who has lived many years since we last gathered for yearbook photos.
Jazz and Ina
It was a necessary pain I knew I had to endure for this creature who had wriggled his way into my heart.
The Vines and Their Roots
…what is endured by the vines and the roots to get what is needed for the sake of the fruit, and the similarities to us humans simply amazes me.
Slow Downs
Ah, slow downs… do we know what they are? Do we know how to incorporate them without branding them, monetizing them, or feeling shame or guilt about them?
On Writing
Blank pages - here’s to you! May you be filled and no longer represent anxiety to me.
Memories of... and Lamentions for Lebanon
Lebanon laments.
Lebanon languishes.
Lebanon longs.
Lebanon lingers.
Finding Home in Two Skies
The Southern Cross was in front of me and the Big Dipper was behind me
John in Detroit
His straight white hair, his careful yet shuffled gait, his ending to every greeting no matter with whom he speaks... "God Bless you" causes me to wonder if he is "Christ" among us .