Category: Musings

It is Homecoming Weekend. I could have gone to my twentieth college reunion. I thought the family might trek down to our oldest son’s college and take in the festivities there. Instead, I find myself sitting with my nineteen-year-old on a park bench by a pond near one of my favorite coffeehouses. While the changed […]

Judge not; the workings of his brain And of his heart thou canst not see; What looks to thy dim eyes a stain, In God’s pure light may only be A scar, brought from some well-won field, Where thou wouldst only faint and yield. ADELAIDE A. PROCTER. My first reading of this poem was from […]

Follow your bliss and the universe will open doors where there were only walls.  ~ Joseph Campbell When I came across this quotation yesterday, I immediately replaced the word bliss with the first thought that came to mind. Follow the scent of coffee and the universe will open doors where there were only walls. After sipping […]

Blessings sometimes show up in unrecognizable disguises. ~ Janette Oke I have contemplated this quotation for several days. Perhaps because of its brevity, I sensed it required longer consideration. Maybe, because I know only a bit of the author’s writing and have found it rather simplistic and trite, I decided I was being unfair. Either […]

The shortest distance between two points is a straight line.  ~Archimedes That is one of, if not the only, theorems I retained from my tenth-grade geometry class. Perhaps it is because I see the point. I applied it today…well, my Google maps application applied it…when it identified my fastest route based on the distance between […]

“You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the […]

I have decided life is a series of books. I doubt I am the first to consider how at the end of one chapter another begins. Sometimes it is a literal phenomenon as when writers complete a novel or a collection of poems. It seems that “The End” sparks the enthusiasm to begin sharing. Once […]

A normally quiet kid, Gabriel knew him to be a genuinely curious person. The third complete sentence on page 82 from The River by Michael Neale (Since I misread the page number, I thought I should post based on the correct one!) I am a normally quiet person and genuinely curious. Certainly I can voice […]

An owl woke me before my alarm this morning. I lay in bed listening to his “hoo, hoo, hoo,” imagining his ear tufts forming a permanent scowl over his yellow eyes. His hooting began lower than the trees, below my window. Then he moved to the boughs near my roof or perhaps the roof itself. “Hoo, […]

Excuses are quite rude. They do not sidle by in a crowded room with a cojoling, “Excuse me.” No, they barrel through the room, pointing out overflowing laundry bins, dirty breakfast dishes, mildewy bathrooms, and dusty corners. They come bearing lists. Peering over my shoulder, they whisper, “Shouldn’t you be doing something else?” As I […]