Through These Woods

“Time is the river. We are the islands. Time washes around us and flows away and with it flow fragments of our lives. So, little by little,...

Your grief for what you’ve lost lifts a mirror up to where you are bravely working. Expecting the worst, you look, and instead, here’s the j...

"Goodness is stronger than evil. Love is stronger than hate. Light is stronger than darkness. Life is stronger than death. Victory ...

She dreamed of  a rampaging river ripping through the cold night sky She dreamed of impossible made practical and doubtful ...

"...For me, nonviolence is that quality that comes out of all the great world religions, the notion that the creative force of the uni...

Studying history  begins for me, today with a long look at the water running in no particular hurry in the stream next t...

Just to be clear: IF the verdict is Not Guilty, I will be disappointed, but I won't be in the streets protesting and calling it a sham...

A version of Down by the Riverside inspired by a band called, I think, A Southern Gospel Revival. From my church service, yesterday. We rea...

  Stan, over at the conservative Winging It blog, referred to this article (below) from Psychology Today. He, of course, took it to be a des...

I've posted this poem before, but it seems all the more appropriate now. Just today, I was listening to a new story about the horrible c...

A man and a bear met at a bar and he says to the bear I've been near and I've been far and I've seen men and I've seen bears...

Stan, at his blog, recently addressed a post citing my concern about harm done to innocent people. The gist of his post is that "harm...