Years ago, I counseled a young couple, both more aware than most about the risks and rewards of sexual activity. They asked lots of questions. I listened. They both talked. “We want this. We don’t want that. This makes sense to us, but how does that sense?” They used the pronouns, “we” and “us.” Mature,… Continue Reading
People create, whether works of art, simple meals or wood piles chopped and stacked. In these special places which also provide comfort, we receive intuitive messages and birth our imagination. Writers sit at desks to write. Woodworkers bustle around their shops. Crafters lean over their workbenches. Composers delight at their pianos. We enter our meaning-making… Continue Reading
Have you heard the story of the man who glanced at a coiled rope, assumed it a snake and jumped back, panicked? Have you heard the tale of a monk who lived for decades in a cave and who painted on its walls? For years, he worked to create a picture of a floor-to-ceiling tiger with… Continue Reading
Years ago, I spent a morning babysitting my two-and-a-half-year-old grandson, Walker. His mother had suggested plenty of possible activities. We could use play-dough. We could read books or draw. We could go outside. I opted to let Walker decide. I would have no plan. I would go with what he chose, and then stay with… Continue Reading
Years ago, my four-year-old granddaughter picked a 10-inch by 10-inch colorful book from her overflowing bookshelf. She jumped with it, cuddled up to me and we snuggled together. We studied the smiling boy on the cover of If I Built a House by Maine author and illustrator, Chris Van Dusen. I asked, “See the face of the… Continue Reading
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