You can fight back from injury, full of that feeling of the fire in you to fight back against the pain–pain in your body, in your life, in your past over all the chances you weren’t given–and still end up hopeless. I sit on the deck in the setting sun, pushing back against the self-pity that traps the weak who feel imprisoned by
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Editing. Again. And sorry again for how long it takes to edit a book. Loving is such hard work. I’m reminded again how we always say love is active, not passive. But now I see that patience may be the most active part. And how long has it taken me to learn that? And can I become patient enough to receive it?
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A robin landed on the deck railing today with the makings of a nest in her mouth. Have you noticed when you slow down long enough to hear them, the little thoughts that come unbidden can be entire new worlds to explore? The difficulty is, of course, slowing down. I’m trying to write today, so I’m procrastinating. But once you’re
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“How we spend our days,” Annie Dillard said, “is, of course, how we spend our lives.” How did you spend your day today? Did it fill you? Kierkegaard said our greatest source of unhappiness is our decision to be too busy–though we often refuse to see that as a choice. Are you like me and want to choose to live in the present
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It came across our Facebook feeds yesterday: Harper Lee is releasing a new book! It had already been announced and discussed and when I told my wife, she said what we all thought, “Isn’t she dead?” Almost immediately there were suspicions about it all over the feeds. News and opinions went back and forth without much substance to go on.
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