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It must be transition time again, because here I am, feeling the need to show up again on the page. And finding myself here, finding so ma...

Half-numb, guzzling bourbon and Coke from coffee mugs, our fathers fall in love with their own stories, nuzzling the facts but mauling the t...

[abridged by me. Full version available here .] My writing: hard-boiled. My life: scrambled soft. • The cud of thinking: by th...

He went there to learn how to give a good perm and ended up just crazy about nails so He opened up His own shop. “Nails by Jim” ...

I found myself yesterday thinking this little gem: "I wish I didn't schedule so many activities so that I could have more spac...

My homework in the next week: What imbalance do you find in your relationship? What might that imbalance represent symbolically? What can be...

In my 35th year, the last grandparents' ashes successfully sprinkled in their final resting place, I find myself casting about for how t...

You were hard -- so rigid you never moved an inch from each other fused instead like two trees into one, trunks locked in a death-grip e...

Ten Principles To Live By In Fiercely Complex Times BY Tony Schwartz Wed Jul 13, 2011 If you...

Alan Webber, co-founder of Business Week, wrote that change is a math formula. Change happens when the cost of status quo is greater than t...

This is a prayer of invitation. An invitation To you there, with your happiness and your burden, With your hopes and regrets. An invitation ...

Isn’t it always the heart that wants to wash the elephant, begging the body to do it with soap and water, a ladder, hands, in tree shade big...

I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red...

I know I'm in trouble when I don't write in a journal or a blog or random pieces of paper in church. I know I'm in trouble when ...

A tomb is no place to stay, Be it a cave in the Judaean hills Or the dark cavern of the spirit. A tomb is no place to stay When fresh grass ...

The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up, as if orchards were dying high in space. Each leaf falls as if it were motionin...

You are young. So you know everything. You leap into the boat and begin rowing. But listen to me. Without fanfare, without embarrass...

One of my beloved friends wrote today about biding her time. Seems to have struck a nerve. After all my waiting for months to find steady e...

Making it last, we put more faith in the process than in the fruits of our labor. We love the hand-holding, embrace the moments of confron...

Thank god some of what returns to us is the bounty of our gratitude matured, seeds of patience flourishing to fall lavishly on the present l...