
If I let this election make me angry and bitter, afraid or less trusting of my fellows, then I have lost. Let me resolve to listen and love more deeply … no matter what.-citizen of the Sovereign Self.

If I let this election make me angry and bitter, afraid or less trusting of my fellows, then I have lost. Let me resolve to listen and love more deeply … no matter what.-citizen of the Sovereign Self.

Sometimes, a moment brings joy I could not have imagined.
Yesterday, with Les just across the table from me, and gentle breezes and soft keystrokes the only sound around us, I paused.
“Can it really get any better than this?” I thought. “This silent companioning of being lost in our own worlds of writing in this beautiful place?”
These are the good days. The good moments. Thank you.




A Lenten Prayer from the meadow.
This week’s Friday Love showed up while I protested our friends’ kind offer to buy our lunch. The waiter, who apparently had had a side conversation with our friend, looked me in the eyes, and said:
