In this season of giving, I’m aware more strongly than ever, of giving’s counterpoint ~~ receiving. When we’re expressing love and care to a...

This weekend, I had the good fortune of working alongside a most compassionate nurse in the ICU where I work as an American Sign Language Me...

I'm sitting at my writing table window, watching the wind whip clean the Pine branches. Dead, brown pine straw lets go of the trees and ...

… find out what it means to me…. An opportunity to pilot a street chaplaincy program in my hometown has arisen. I recently visited with some...

I’m just going to say it plain and say it straight. The attempt on former President Trump was not such a shocker to me given the rising poli...

I’m sitting in the garden on the Fourth of July, beneath an old and mighty Pine tree. Flowers have been watered, garden lettuce is wet and s...

I’m sitting on a meditation Zoom call, in the garden. A brilliant blue Steller's Jay lands in the empty granite pond and cocks it’s head...