pearly gates

pearly gates

Many people search for a meaning in their life and some give up on that search. I sometimes wonder if we misunderstand what it means to search. We see it as having figured out what will make us happy and working hard to get there. But the search for meaning is not a...
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...
imperfect steps

imperfect steps

Each and every day I take slow and imperfect steps. I sometimes imagine what people think I know or who I am, because inside I feel like an organized mess, but yes a committed mess, and I think that is what makes a difference. Over the last two years I have become...
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...
what’s the point?

what’s the point?

What’s the point? I’m not sure if its strength or weakness that drives the question. Strength, because it is really impossible to even ask the question if there was nothing there to begin with, and weakness, because I feel so terribly insecure and small sometimes....