Recovery. Sobriety. Living Wise.
“The truth knocks on the door and you say, ‘Go away, I’m looking for the truth,’ and so it goes away — Puzzling.” ~ Robert M. Pirsig, “Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complaint when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed … Continue reading Getting Back In Whack
“Former President Jimmy Carter remains in hospice care at his home in Plains, Georgia…Representatives from the [Carter] Center say the 98-year-old has decided to spend his remaining time at home with his family and his wife, Rosalyn.” ~ the Carter Center When I read this headline it got me thinking fondly about Jimmy Carter and his outlandishly good life. It seems so outlandish, so … Continue reading An Outlandishly Good Life
“It is said that the first storyteller crept at night to listen to the gods talking in their sleep — so each tale collected contained the breath of gods.” ~ Author unknown Every now and again when I’m researching a topic for a post I come upon an ancient fable brimming with wisdom. These stories are like character vaccines intended to fight sicknesses of the … Continue reading A Word to the Wise is Sufficient
I was raised on Queen Anne Hill, a quiet community atop of one of Seattle’s seven hills. My family were members of St. Anne’s Church and for 18 years my life revolved around the Catholic Church and parish activities. My faith back then was based on centuries-old, immutable truths, enumerated in the Baltimore Catechism. All that was required of me to achieve security in this … Continue reading A Visit from the Grand Inquisitor
I learnedIn the college classTaught by a nun We turn to poetryWhen it’s the only way to touch That delicate, delicate placeFloating somewhere between inside and outside ~ Marsha Hahn Marsha, thank you for your poem and for reminding us that sometimes poetry is the only way to touch that delicate place. Kevin Miller, a poet friend of mine, sent me a poem by Jane … Continue reading That Delicate Place