Sandals and a Stick

New Grips

What do you miss? Can you re-engage with it? Can you “update the grips” on something that once brought joy? It might be a lost friend, singing in a choir, tending a garden, or even the simple pleasure of washing a car. Joy doesn’t disappear; it just waits for us to return. The answers live in your heart. The new grips won’t feel like the old ones, but if you allow the change, you may find new hope, perspective, and maybe, new life.

Black Ice

Honestly, I am certain that I sometimes wander this planet unaware that I am treading on life’s black ice. I believe all is well, that I am on track. But truthfully, I am not making any contact with the road. In fact, just one short blast of life’s unexpected winds could blow me off the pavement at any moment.

Carry It Through

These productions beckon to us in a deeply personal way. They speak to a longing deep inside our hearts. We see the good that’s possible. We identify with each protagonist fighting to preserve sharing, selflessness, and a willingness to give of ourselves. We embrace familiar dialogue as characters who, wrapped in the holiday spirit, encourage generosity, peace, and love.

Ben Franklin's Moral Algebra

"I wish it need not have happened in my time," said Frodo. "So do I," said Gandalf, "and so do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." Lord of the Rings

This Message Will Not Self-Destruct

As a society, are we willing to accept a future built on kindness, trust, and mutual understanding? Or, are we sliding toward that 'other' future, the one not mentioned but certainly implied? Are we hiding in the darkness, turning away from light with a selfish mistrust and rejection of others?

The Light Comes In

Yet this became the final piece. The events didn’t simply fall into place like a puzzle; they had to meld together. It took more than a week, but I have been reawakened. Yes, I was in the dark. My heart and soul were cracked. Yet light, as it always does, seeped into the fissures, filling them with peace and hope.