Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you. ~ Carl Sandburg
What Am I Going to Do Now?
“People ask me what I do in winter when there’s no baseball. I’ll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.” ~ Rogers Hornsby As baseball season draws to a close, I wish I had recorded some games. I used to be a news addict, but now baseball is […]
Seasons and Changes
I’m fascinated by the corn this year. I watched as the rich brown mother earth opened its womb and embraced the seeds, protecting them and nourishing them. I saw the tender shoots peek out and grow into little green toddlers, then teens, and now towering mature adults. They are time tanned, dried and brittle, and […]
Worry Soup
“Worry is a cycle of inefficient thoughts whirling around a center of fear.” ~Corrie Ten Boom I pull out the old red crockpot that my mother-in-law gave me 35 years ago. I have newer ones, but I like this one better for soup. I chop onion, dice carrots, slice celery and snip the leaves. Pour […]
When I Consider How My Life’s Been Spent
Glynn Young asked HCB members to consider a poem that “had an impact on you, that you remember, or that you enjoyed, and write a poem about it” as an offering for the group’s Random Acts of Poetry. “What poem do you come from?” he asked. I thought and thought and thought and finally chose […]
Fluff and Penny Rolls
My checking account does not look good right now. We’ve had some large extra expenses this month, and I have not prepared well. I fear an overdraft. I’m glad I saw that. I roll pennies, ransack old purses, rob our wallets, and return returnables. I stuff everything into an empty wipe box and hurry to […]
Unwrapping September Weeds
What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have never been discovered. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson Gathering with others at Chatting at the Sky to unwrap and celebrate the small things, gifts that wait to be discovered.
In the Desert of the Broken Pieces
She gathered fragments of one well loved, cradled them sharp to her own shattered heart and stumbled in the desert of the broken pieces with flame-seared hopes and sorrow-melted dreams. She writhed in pain alone and bled from gaping wounds immune to a physician’s mend while clothed in shreds of tear-stained pride. She feared a […]
Seeing Pink (and Tired of it)
This was originally my in-law’s bedroom. This morning I lie in bed and look at my bedroom walls–pink walls. And sigh. Yes, pink. My husband and I have inhabited this pink room for eight years. With the sky blue ceiling. Don’t ask me why it’s blue. I can’t remember. It’s at least an improvement over […]
Concrete Compassion
Of the six traits of stickiness that we review in this book, concreteness is perhaps the easiest to embrace. It may also be the most effective of the traits. Kill the Curse of Knowledge. Show me. Don’t tell me. Engage my senses. Let me see and hear and touch and smell. Compassion International has a […]
