Long ago, I was invited to Thanksgiving dinner in the home of a family with two lovely little girls. Both the meal and the company were excellent. The kids had been excused to go play,

About tomorrow… Written on Tuesday, November 5, 2024. Today is one of those Big Days. One of those dates that’s been stamped out in my future in bright red ink: Tuesday, November 5th. US Election

What quote is in your email signature? Why did you include it? What are you trying to tell us? Why take the time to write a reflection? Every story helps to build a bridge of

It’s the summer solstice. And right now, where many of us live, it’s hot.
I was thinking about finding some otherworldly music to mark the solstice. Something that would help lower our temperatures. But while

These lines from Joni Mitchel’s song, “Borderline,” jumped out at me when I heard them on the car radio today. She released the song in 1994 – 30 years ago.

Judy Sorum Brown’s poem, “Wooden Boats,” which on the surface is about the craft of boatmaking, turns beautifully in the third stanza to ask, “Is there within us each …?” By the final lines, it

Amy’s belief in savoring each moment of life and saying “yes to the voice that tells me I should go out and do something now, even when that decision seems wildly impractical” guided her throughout

I know very little about Heavy Metal Music. But after reading how Ryan Pfeil’s moving reflection and its connection to “Constance,” the song of the Canadian Progressive Metalband Spritibox, I wanted to learn more.

And like Whitman, from time to time, we glide past the rigorous propriety of sanctioned learnedness and gaze “in perfect silence at the stars.”

At the Grammys, as Tracy Chapman sang “Fast Car,” her eyes sparkled. Equally in evidence was a beaming Luke Combs. For Luke Combs to get the notoriously private Tracy Chapman to join him on

In our lives, we are building or maintaining bridges all day long, even, as in this lovely poem, when we smile back at sticky children in grocery lines.