Why I am a Unitarian Universalist

At college I found a small group of humanists who called themselves Unitarian Universalists. They were joyful people whose values of commitment and compassion I admired. I was not alone. [Read more...]

Doubt, the Scurry

Thinking of it is your first mistake. A scurry caught in the corner of a cat’s eye– did it dart down that hole, that, or that? One thing for certain–it won’t come back to sure, after you catch a scurry out of the corner . . . Then you’re a cat peering down that crack, [Read More...]

Waiting for Snow in Carlisle

Today, I carpooled to a daylong meeting with several colleagues. As we rode back toward home, we heard weather forecasts calling for several inches of snow tonight and into the morning. Now, you should know that unlike much of the rest of the country, we have had little to no snow in Central and Eastern [Read More...]

Subtile Body

“There is more reason in your body than in your best wisdom.” Frederich Nietzsche Hard to think, perhaps, this old man lives in “subtile body”– looking at my lines, looking at my heft, beer belly & broken teeth, but I am; I do . . . Subtle body where the accidents fall into place because [Read More...]

Paying Attention Again

“We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake. . . .Only that day dawns to which we are awake.” Henry David Thoreau Last June, I posted about paying attention, and I am writing about it again today. Have you heard the sayings that psychotherapists and ministers share what they need to hear and to [Read More...]

Seeds

The cattails I brought you have burst long ago & sent their fluff seeding wherever it was you threw them. If only I may let go so flagrantly as the cattails, as you; as wind; the past; the seeds. [Read more...]

Hats & Maps

1.  (in the thick) Once an argument could cut like a two-edged sword. But that’s old hat. The headgear now is helmets. And arguments  cut like shrapnel, every way.  2.  (in the city) I like it that my map  talks to me in a gentle voice while I drive. Not like we fallible persons at [Read More...]

What a Day for a Daydream!

It turns out I’m not as good at daydreaming as I used to be. When I was about nine, my mother would have to physically rouse me from my bed, not because I was sleeping, but because I was spending happy hours imagining my life as Mrs. Paul McCartney. My fantasies involved boats, castles, me [Read More...]

Be Here Later, or Be There Now?

I finally cleaned the back yard the other day, a task I had spent several months avoiding. In fact, in about 90 minutes, I accomplished something that I had actively avoided for at least sixteen hours. I calculate those hours from the time I spent staring out the kitchen window, cursing the mess and myself [Read More...]

Run for Your Life!

I have always been fairly athletic, and I enjoy playing a good game that gets my blood pumping.  But I loathe exercise.  I’ll run all day long if I’m on a court or a playing field, but ask me to run to get or stay in shape and I’ll kindly decline.  I’ve tried several times [Read More...]


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