a grieving stranger

  When you come into the same place, at the same time, over and over again, you begin to listen to your surroundings.  You begin to distinguish the usual from the unusual, the ordinary from the extraordinary.  You begin to see what belongs and what...

sow and reap

  The unsown future always turns to desert sand, but it is demanding work to become a sower. If you take a moment to reflect on this ancient metaphor of seeding and reaping, it may not really be the sowing that is the problem.  Our struggle always arises...

when words fail

  Sometimes words fail us. A few months ago, I found myself at a social function surrounded by people I only know casually.  After the inevitable and heated discussion of all things Donald Trump, the conversation slowly turned and focused on an attractive...