This journey we’re on
Looking at the many intersections in life and questions we face along the way.
Life, faith, stuff
LIFE. Each of our lives is a hero’s journey. We may not feel like it a lot of the time. Sometimes we forget what the quest is about. But we’re here, on Earth, on this journey.
FAITH. We are born with a hole — something missing. Then we spend much of our lives trying to fill that hole. Faith is essential in that process. Faith is the stepping out of where I know I am to place confidence in something I haven’t seen or tested yet. If we didn’t have faith, we’d never take risks.
STUFF. On life’s journey, we carry around stuff. Some of it is helpful, some of it holds us back. Some of it we hang on to because we don’t know how to put it aside.
THE INTERSECTIONS OF LIFE. The forks in the road where things get interesting and choices are made. Mostly small choices. Seemingly inconsequential. Until we one day realize that together all those little choices formed the fabric and pattern of our lives. Then we see that they made all the difference. It is here we see what we are made of or yet capable of becoming.
It’s been good — time to end this
Scenario: You have a conference that is doing well.
Would you end it because this is year 5 and the plan was to only do it 5 times? Or keep going, because you can?
The long cattle drive had been like countless others. The trail comprised seemingly endless miles of sun scorched prairie. Days went by and the horizon was still only a line, without any signs of civilization.
I wasn’t there — dealing with death and dying
A person is dying. Family gathered around for that last, meaningful goodbye.
Except that’s not always how it happens. We may not be there. Then what?
What if — if what
When was the last time you asked yourself “What if … ?”
It can be from the past, now replaying in our mind. Or something that hasn’t happened yet. A possibility …
4 for summer watching
2 tweens chasing dreams,2 retired men refuse to call it quits,a young woman with world’s most spoiled dog,a woman who helped shape all our lives for better
The dream of Europe
Carensa was 6. But determined. She was going to Europe. The land with castles at every river’s bend. And princes and princesses. A magical place.
Taxi ride in New York City in 1978
“What’s his medallion number?” Debbie quietly asked me. I was in the in the front seat of a taxi in New York City. Debbie was wedged in between me and the door. This was not going to end well.