As some of you who connect with me and follow me know, I was thrown off track on December 31, 2021, with an uninvited intruder, the Omicron Variant of the Covid 19 Pandemic. I made a trip to our local ER where the good folks working New Year’s Eve gave me some tests, several medications
Preparing and beginning another journey, an adventure into solitude. Having been here before, I am welcomed and embraced by an old friend. “Hello darkness, my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain
I am a son, a grandson, a brother, a husband, a father, a cousin, an uncle, a brother-in-law, son-in-law and a grandfather. I have been or I am a student, a pastor, a psychologist, a psychotherapist, a professor, an instructor, a teacher, a department head, a coach, a principal, a head of school, a trustee,
Almost exactly a year ago this day, I posted this for Thanksgiving and re-reading it, thought it worth repeating. We have all had quite a year for many different reasons, Covid being among the top several. I will forego listing the others. Each of you has your own list. This Thanksgiving week is a very
In a recent email, Rashmir Balasubramaniam (https://rashmir.net) wrote the following: “I’ve been profoundly aware of the joy of being in purposeful, creative flow and also the conjunction of deep peace and playfulness that wise beings seem to embody (the Dalai Lama for example). I see it also in my wisest self when it all too
