I did not find them by the sea but in a forest deep. They sat path-side. A fossilized shell, wave-smooth, with a wooden wayfarer having lost all but itself. As one, they appeared a fish, head of stone, body and tail of crêpe myrtle. On that day, they left one path for another. Who knows... Continue Reading →
The Spider Inside the Front Door
Old behaviors easily re-emerge as new guises—they are such great actors. What seemed a solution withers into yet another variation on a theme. So it is with this morning. I could call it a setback or reversal but any qualitative label is just that. What it feels like--from the gut--is a new life lens, another... Continue Reading →
Not Running Short of Small Change
On this Monday morning I am reminded of "small change, small wonders—the currency of my endurance and ultimately of my life” (Barbara Kingsolver). I had an appointment with the orthopedic surgeon to mark my six-week progress of my second hip-joint replacement. First there was the x-ray and then there was its viewing. The surgeon and... Continue Reading →