Category Archives: Love

A Visit to My Wellspring

[There are videos in this post. We recommend clicking the link above and reading/watching directly from the website.] “One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.”  ― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe In these unimaginable times where so many things are grinding away at … Continue reading A Visit to My Wellspring »

The Greatest Virtue – You Keep What You Give Away

“The greatest virtues are those which are most useful to other persons.” ~ Aristotle Perhaps the finest mind found the simplest way to explain the greatest virtue known to humanity. ~ You keep what you give away ~  It was Aristotle’s contention that moral excellence is found in those acts which impart the greatest good on the greatest number of people. Whoever you are ~ Wherever … Continue reading The Greatest Virtue – You Keep What You Give Away »

Resurrection from a Flatline

Never weather-beaten sail more willing bent to shore,  Never tired pilgrim’s limbs affected slumber more,  Than my wearied sprite now longs to fly out of my troubled breast: O come quickly, sweetest Lord, and take my soul to rest!  Ever blooming are the joys of heaven’s high Paradise, Cold age deafs not there our ears nor vapour dims our eyes: Glory there the sun outshines; … Continue reading Resurrection from a Flatline »

The of Miracle of Showing Up

A while back I decided I couldn’t rightfully make sense of my life in any meaningful way other than as miraculous. Sure, on occasion, I’ve tried to convince myself I’m the primary author of my miracles, but when pressed to explain how, I can’t. There are just too many random happenings outside my control that can be only explained as miraculous. The common thread in … Continue reading The of Miracle of Showing Up »

Homage to the Silent Generation

“We were that generation called ‘silent,’ but we were silent neither, as some thought, because we shared the period’s official optimism nor, as others thought, because we feared its official repression. We were silent because the exhilaration of social action seemed to many of us just one more way of escaping the personal, of masking for a while that dread of the meaningless which was … Continue reading Homage to the Silent Generation »