O Human Child

Come away, o human child! To the waters and the wild, With a fairy, hand in hand, For the world’s more full of weeping, Than you can understand. – W.B. Yeats Great unknowns sprout and multiply daily, or so it seems. My lovely daughter in LA was told last night to scurry inside and stay …

Telling Stories

If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten. – Rudyard Kipling These are historic times. Monumental changes are happening to societies around the world. Little of the once “normal” life will go untouched by this cataclysm. But we are not helpless. We are not hopeless and simply cast adrift …

Final Winter Day

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. – Charles Dickens A stillness is falling here. A palpable apprehensiveness lurks in the shadows. The final day of winter has arrived. In an odd turn …

The Moment You Feel

Our feelings are our own. They are tuned to the pitch of our soul. We cannot judge another’s feelings only their emotional expressions. And so we should treat one another with kindness and understanding if we too desire the compassion of others. I suppose throughout my life I have been an idealist. I have seen …

Ripples of Hope

Each time a person stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, they send forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million centers of energy and daring those ripples build a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of …