Have you ever really listened to the rain? Have you memorized the sound of it as it pours down on the streets and the roofs and the leaves and the grass? Now it is a sunny day and for all the world it looks like summer, feels like summer, smells like summer, yet the ridge of trees just… Read More »
It is a brooding, gray, rainy day. The house is quieter now than I can ever remember it. I feel older today. I’m tired. I’m pensive and anxious and I don’t know why. I’m feeling down today. It’s unusual for me to feel this way, still when it happens, I enjoy it. I enjoy feeling this way. Isn’t… Read More »
So often we get caught up in our own concerns; we get caught in the trap of our busy lives, in the tangled web of our own routines, and in the worries and the concerns we face. I don’t know if there are rain puddles in Heaven, but I know for sure there are rain puddles here on… Read More »
When I was a kid we used to chant: “Sticks and stones can break my bones, but words can never hurt me.” Looking back, I realize how wrong we were, and now inept that common childhood chant really is. Words can hurt. Words are the most powerful things on this planet; and I have no doubt words are… Read More »
The wind howls from the south and rattles the windows. I watch the storm and revel in its power, surrendering to its majesty, and admiring its beauty and strength, I sit mesmerized by the window. It occurs to me that no one really knows where the wind comes from or to where it goes. It blows where it… Read More »
“After a time, you may find that having is not so pleasing a thing, after all, as wanting. It is not logical, but it is often true.” (Mr. Spock – “Amok Time” Star Trek) It’s been an unusually warm fall this year. Everyone’s telling me it’s global warming. I doubt that. I think people like to believe that… Read More »