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Existence/Experience
When my father died,I looked through his vast library,and ran my fingers over the polished surfacesof the furniture he had built,and asked,"What was the point?" Then, when my mother died,I looked at her wall of needlepoint,and thumbed through her boxesof… Continue reading
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Time
Time to write. Time for silence. Time to let God speak. Time to know who I am. Time to be grateful. Time to be human. I have all the time. I not only have the time, I have all the… Continue reading
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Only Poetry
Only poetry probesthe complicated inner life of God. Only imagination reachesthe unspoken and unarticulated mystery of What's Beyond. Only the mystic enters(naked, vulnerable, purposeless)the Holy of Holies. Only artists lead usto the Center. Am I overstating?I struggle to know. Text and… Continue reading
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Remembering and Discovering at the Same Time
I am an admirer of the poet David Whyte. Even when David speaks about poetry, it is poetry. Listen to some of the ways he describes the art of the poem: remembering and discovering at the same time a conversation… Continue reading
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Old at Heart
As I get older,please don't label me"young at heart." My goal:"old at heart"–much more valuable,way more interesting. Life lived,challenges met,lines on the face of the soul. George Bernard Shaw said,"Life should be lived in crescendo!" Always, always, always more. Text and… Continue reading