Stories We Tell Ourselves
The stories we tell ourselves create the world we see, our place in it, and the meaning we get from life. Some stories are better than...
Remember, Remember for its Almost November
“The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living.” - Cicero Across the Catholic world there are three consecutive days of...
The Way Back: Healing Solitude
The next morning we were up with the sun and down back down the trial. We made coffee and snacked on breakfast food as we spread out our...
The Way Back: Under the Milky Way
My fears were groundless. The boys were great! They not only listened to my Classic Rock ... they rocked out to it while extolling the...
Prelude to The Way Back
While playing solitaire, as I was watching late night reruns of Gunsmoke, and opening my second bottle of wine, I received an alert on my...
Loss Upon Loss
The night before “the gathering” I got my first hint of healing. Rick invited me over to his house where the kids and their friends were...
The Loss of a Light
“Despair has been called the unforgivable sin - not presumably because God refuses to forgive it but because it despairs of the...
Sitting with Pain
“I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.” – Oriah Mountain Dreamer...
Dancing With A Limp
“You will lose someone you can’t live without, and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get...
