The words are back!
High summer, it’s time to chirp again. Yes, I’ve been silent. Blame it on the new thriller (which is proving difficult), or the fact I’ve to take care of the house now after leaving it to an excellent helper for nearly 18 years, or too much time on airplanes and cruise-ships, or just a lack … Continue reading
Greater love than this …
It’s Easter this weekend. This weekend I’m celebrating love. It began on the Thursday evening with a remembrance that true leadership requires bending low, in service to those we lead. Today, Youngest and I went to church to commemorate a crazy, unimaginable dying by a man who said he was God, someone who claimed to be dying for all of us. … Continue reading
Poetry is the unexpected stranger …
I’m drunk with stars. My nephew, the artist and poet, is visiting with his family. We’ve been indulging in artsy-fartsy conversation, talk that makes me feel drunk with stars. Poetry is … A word picture, my nephew said. Or a frame of words with room for interpretation, I replied. We tossed the definitions back and … Continue reading
Sometimes Music is Better …
My father sent this to me. It’s simple, some might say hackneyed. I think it’s beautiful and it’s true. If you believe that we’re all the same under the skin, listen to what this young girl’s saying with her amazing voice. Jackie Evancho – Singing “That You Hear the Cries and Listen to Each Prayer” Have … Continue reading
The Difference between Religion and Spirit – A look through Burmese Lenses
Someone told me yesterday I was getting too religious and hence difficult to get along with. That certainly caused me to go look in the mirror and consider my shortcomings. I was hoping that deeper spiritual growth would mean a kinder gentler me. Obviously, this person didn’t think so. Possibly, in my pursuit of beauty, … Continue reading
8D7N All Taiwan -What I really got out of it
After all those markets, all that scenery what I really took away from the 8D7N was simply this – What’s our’s The areca clad hills scrolling past the windows The marbled gorge The fertile land We can’t own it Nor even the hours Half drugged on tour guide prattle Haggling and buying Clicking away We pass … Continue reading
HOW TO SING SINGAPORE BETTER – LET IN THE GATECRASHING PINOYS!
WE DIDN’T INVITE THEM I’ve heard them practicing in the park from my study. I’ve passed them on my walks. I’ve kept them at a safe arm’s length. What they do on their day off is their business. I let them be, them and their singing… But now they’re in my driveway. “There some carolers … Continue reading
WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DON’T TALK FOR SEVEN DAYS?
SILENCE! Photo Credit: http://www.flickr.com Dani Batz’s photostream I’ve just returned from my 3rd retreat. When I first started going, people kept asking me “Why?”The question was usually accompanied by a concerned expression or a caring touch. “What was happening with my life?” “What was getting too much for me to bear that I needed to check out? To … Continue reading
Goodbye Moon:
Well, the mid-Autumn festivities have come and gone. The moon’s shrinking ing again.As it goes away, I’d like to share this lovely poem by Sarah Monagle – a mom, writer, counselor, photographer, traveler and brain tumor survivor – who blogs at http://www.sarahmonagle.wordpress.com. I’ve been inspired by her poetry sharing of her ups and downs. She’s got a great … Continue reading
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