My 4-year-old daughter recently tried to use a colander for a puke bowl. When I recommended that she get a metal bowl and lie down on the couch to settle her tummy, that’s all she could find. Somehow, I feel... Continue Reading →
"We are not living in some hellish landscape. We are people on a pilgrimage to heaven. Each nuance of social distancing, inter-racial dialog, and political positioning has to begin with questions that keep us centered on our identity and on our goal."
The other day, I was stung by a bee while doing dishes ... inside. Honestly, after my first yelp of surprise, my predominant feeling was empathy. The poor bee had accidentally flown into our home looking for pollen-heavy blossoms. Instead,... Continue Reading →
