is served in service and trust. In the idea of presence in the moment and grace in the outcome.
In his book, The Tipping Point, Malcolm Gladwell asserted that studies show someone is less likely to be helped if in trouble in a crowd. In other words, the more people present in an emergency the less likely anyone will...
Social media opens all these windows into people’s lives. One sees much more than one would like to, a lot of the time. Young people’s anger and despondency and generally hostility broadcast in disappointed detail for all the world to...
How often do you walk into a grocery store for fruit and veggies and fresh meat? Look at all the rows of food. See the mom and her kids grabbing a pack of apples and caramel before soccer practice. There’s...
16 year old owner surrender. Who does that ? It’s tempting to leave it at that question with all the disdain and judgement it conjures up. In our ‘holier than thou’ minds we see some callous Scrooge like character gather...
Gardening is a great passion of mine, and it has opened a world of opportunities for me, including writing this article. As a young writer and gardener I want to open peoples’ eyes to the benefits and beauty of creating...
“If anyone ever comes into your school and uses a gun — play dead.” My kids looked at me shocked at what I’d just said. “I’m serious, pretend you were shot and play dead so the bad guys leave you...
I am the first to admit I get attached to things. If it weren’t for the fact I hate clutter, I’d be a classic hoarder in every sense of the word. (Not the trash kind though…..that’s just nasty.) I even...
You look back over time with something akin to nostalgia. Walking to the train station, hands plunged deep into pockets of a black winter coat, streetlights blinking through the damp mist. City lights reflected in dark canals. Noise spilling like...
I am a mom. A wife. A friend. A daughter. A teacher. A writer. I try to be so many things to so many people, but when I stop to think about it I come up feeling like sometimes I...
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row ……… They blew in May 1915 when Canadian army doctor, John McCrae, wrote these immortal lines. They blow today. Colorful memorials of a war-torn world entrenched in the bloody,...
Let the flowers die unwatered in their vases. Flowers? Yes, they are there. Someone needed to do something. Accept them graciously. Or not. God knows this is bleak, unchartered territory for you ….. You with this gaping hole, groping around...
Welcome to the age of parenting in a world that is supercharged with agendas, celebrates success regardless of merit and fast tracks early front runners, deserving or not. My friends and I lament the state we find ourselves in. We...
Synchronicity (what a beautiful word) is the extraordinary concept of the coming together of inner and outer events in a way that can’t be explained by cause and effect and that is meaningful to the observer. CNN recently covered it...
These days it is difficult for any mother, working out of the home or not, to keep a level of sanity at dinner time. Our lives, and that of our families are often so scheduled and we rush out like...
My son, Aidan, has always loved animals and has the softest, kindest heart. Once, when he was about 5 years old, he moved a worm off of the driveway so it wouldn’t get crushed by the car. Perhaps, however, because...
