A year ago I stepped into the blogosphere and began writing. It was not the first time that I had started. I lasted 3 months of...

I find myself more curious than confident. Looking at the world from inside of our home, the words of W.B.Yeats in The Second Coming come...

My friend, Richard, died last week. He was a profoundly good man. He worked hard. He listened deeply. He felt passionately. He loved. He...

Sunday night Patti and I began watching "It's a sin", a television series about the the arrival of the AIDS epidemic in the UK (on HBO...

"They all look the same." It is a cliche, and a bad joke, related to how we view our arbitrary classifications of people. A friend...

It is another big thought day where my thinking meanders as a thread. I began this week in a conversation with friends about the lives...

There was a time in my life that I was in a conflicted relationship with quiet and time alone. Mostly because it did not feel quiet, no...

I woke up this morning, after conversations with friends and colleagues yesterday, and the words “exile” and “refuge” bouncing around in...

Yesterday after a morning meditation, I wanted to spend time listening to music while I wrote. I recalled that Chick Corea had passed on...

The phrase "hoping against all hope" has been with me a lot lately, especially on the many days when I cannot see hopeful outcomes in the...

"Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it." This quote has been with me as I spend my...

A friend of mine recently shared a story about a relationship of two people she had come to know. One of the people had passed on. My...

Sometimes these morning reflections are short journeys through brief glimpses, and other days they meander through big thoughts. This...

A few years ago, a friend and colleague of Patti's, discovered that we would be traveling to India at the same time of her wedding in...

This is what the tree right outside of our front door looks like this morning. There is a certain beauty in the contrasts. These mornings...

Whenever I look at this picture of our granddaughter, Avery, I feel like she is looking directly at me to remind me of Rule Number 6......

These morning moments are times of waiting, listening, and seeing what comes to me. Sometimes there are brief insights, and sometimes the...

I have gotten used to being at home. I go out for a walk most days, to get out and breathe some fresh air, and move, in this particularly...

I was listening to a guided meditation that brought two lessons and insights to me. The purpose of the meditation was to explore the...

Over the years I have been drawn to spend time in a meditative practice of mindfulness of the breath. Watching it rise and fall. Feeling...