a ticket to ride

a ticket to ride

I have a long running weakness for Russian literature. Maybe not all of Russian literature, just three pillars; Dostoevsky, Tolstoy, and Solzhenitsyn. Yes, I was crazy enough in the day to devour fifteen hundred pages of War and Peace and Brothers Karamazov in a week...
meaning of life

meaning of life

We all search for the meaning of life but the more I search, the more I realize that it’s really a search for meanings, plural, because life is not one big thing, but a lifetime made up of little moments. That was a mouthful, I know, but you made it, so let’s...
the hourglass

the hourglass

I watched the sand in an hour glass today fill up the bottom by sacrificing the top. I couldn’t look away. It was fascinating and thought provoking. The sand fell unceremoniously. If fell consistently, without fanfare or any excitement. If I didn’t watch it, it would...
false sense of urgency

false sense of urgency

We often experience and emit a false sense of urgency. We overestimate the importance of the wrong things and underestimate the value of the right things. We are a funny race of people. Running this way and that. Getting excited about this and the other. We live life...
I’m busy and have no time

I’m busy and have no time

You might hear someone say this today or perhaps it will be you that utters these unfortunate words. I’m busy and I have no time. Busy and no time. Emily Dickinson beautifully and poignantly exposed the folly of this statements in her poem The Chariot. She wrote,...
couragous warriors

couragous warriors

This is going to be a very personal reflection and I am a little hesitant in sharing it. It is not the safe thing to do, but I feel compelled to share it for better or worse. This is a lesson I don’t want to forget. It is a lesson about seeing life from a different...