The cloud of unknowing
My office is lined with hundreds of books about the human condition, but there is only one that I always keep out on the coffee table:...
I'm nobody, who are you?
“I used to be somebody, but since I left my work I feel like a nobody,” a recently retired attorney said to me. His struggle was not...
This question could save a life
It's spring and the world is coming alive again! It may surprise you that spring is the peak time of year for suicides. In 2017 there...
Reflections on a wren's nest
This photo is of a nest in a hanging basket next to our front door. The two carolina wren chicks are easy to see. But why are there still...
Faith fires
As I watched the replays of the steeple of Notre Dame Cathedral falling I felt a “Can this really be happening?” shudder move through me....
The hose, the reservoir, and the salmon
We are a stream whose source is hidden. Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. —Ralph Waldo Emerson Emerson has been on...