Why can’t I tell my daughter she’s pretty?

Why can’t I tell my daughter she’s pretty? Will that make her believe her sole worth is tied up in the beauty I see in her face? Will it ensure that she develops an eating disorder or a personality complex or make her vain or narcissistic? Will my name come up all too often in [...]

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43 and Finding Myself

I want to hike the Appalachian Trail and sleep outside for weeks… alone. I want to join the Peace Corps and end up in some far off land for a couple of years… alone. I want to camp underneath the redwoods in California and not take a bath and not wash my hair and walk around in [...]

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my necessary truth

I sit and look out, hearing the ocean rolling in front of me… head back, eyes closed, … and I’m gone. Counting on my daydreams to carry me away, and they do, quickly… I can taste the salt on my lips, the uncomfortableness of the sand scratching my skin, the breeze — the breeze is welcoming [...]

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Lessons From The Port Wine Cheese Ball

To forgive is to set a prisoner free and realize that prisoner was you. ~~~ Lewis B. Smedes I love a port wine cheese ball. I can’t even fathom a Thanksgiving or a Christmas get-together without a port wine cheese ball being placed somewhere on the serving table. Now, I know this is not exactly [...]

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Imagine the Possibilities

… making mistakes is part of what we do, it’s how we go about fixing them that matters. My driving force for a while seems to have been the want of recognition, the want of being special, the want of people to notice. Those wants can quickly turn in to needs… they can quickly control [...]

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The Unplayed Piano

When I was in between my freshman and sophomore years of college, I was home during the summer and needing a job. Of course I was picky and coffee houses didn’t exist back then and the coveted jobs at the local record store were few and far between. A position came open as a “worker” [...]

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A Moment Changes Everything

I’ve written it here many times… I’m a planner. I like to know what to expect. I like to know the outcome. I like to know if the effort I’m expending is going to pay-off in the end — I like to know. I don’t think this necessarily makes me a bad person or makes [...]

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