The inscription on the tomb of Sir Christopher Wren (1632-1723) the architect of St. Paul’s Cathedral, and much of London after the Great Fire of 1666. Last week I attended the funeral of a beloved grad school professor, Bill Meiers. His departure from the planet was truly a shock. He was a vibrant 56 year-old […]
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I believe so strongly in the power and value of WORK. Have To’s. Things you are committed to. How you do your job is important. There are days you do not want to face life, your job or the world. It seems too hard. But it is by stepping into the breech of responsibility, with
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All Souls Day: Shakespeare & Edgar Allan Poe Earlier this month I had a series of visitations from dead people. When I mentioned this to a friend who has had similar experiences, she reminded me that “the spirit world is at its closest” this time of year. Of course! It makes sense. Afterall, October is
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“There is a sort of invisible blanket between the world and me.” ~ A Grief Observed So I listened to the book-on-CD of C.S. Lewis’s A Grief Observed this weekend. Not having a lot of experience with books-on-CD, I was surprised and disappointed when the narrative came to such an abrupt halt at the end of the
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I feel like Don Corleone alone in my garden. Where are the orange wedges? This level of solitude is what I need. And this cool air sunny warmth. My father was in my dream this morning…living in some way station efficiency adobe-style apartment not far from a construction site in the middle of parched earth
I’m a big believer in signs. Providence. Serendipity. Whatever you want to call it. This weekend is our high school’s equivalent of
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