I met my pal and writing chum Tammie this morning, and as we settled into our semi-monthly routine of ordering some coffees, unbundling our gear at our table at the restaurant, and chatting a few about the recent events in our lives, our talk touched on current life and relationships, and my mind revisited...
Read more →I was thinking tonight about Chaim Potok’s “The Chosen”, and “My Name is Asher Lev”, and about a few others of his books really. I was thinking about them because it is no secret that I’ve loved his books, and return to them every decade, it seems, in waves. They contain something deeply inward,...
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Tonight, a “friend” of mine on Facebook provided a thoughtful post that I appreciated for its candidness. In preparation of the pruning of her friends list, she at least warned people that she was pulling in and trying to regain some focus in her life, and that some connections would be lopped this evening....
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It’s funny- we think because we are tied into social networks, we would feel ourselves more intimately connected with others in our life and in our world. Not the case, creator Shimi Cohen argues in this remarkable short video. Shimi makes some poignant observations about the human heart in modern times. Loneliness remains...
Read more →I think I’ve started six blog posts in the last month, and all of them with great seed ideas, but as I’ve tried to work through them, tapping ideas out onto the screen, the ideas have just wilted and died. I don’t know if this is writer’s block, or more broadly, just an alive-r’s...
Read more →I had lunch with my good friend Jenise today, and we took some time to visit about what has been going on in our lives the last week or so. At one point, she asked me about how things were going in our church small group. “Things in our small group have been pretty...
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I don’t know what the deal is, but I am enjoying a round of nausea this afternoon. My guess it is the result of re-upping on a medication, but it could also be my stomach’s unhappy handling of a mug of coffee this morning, or a reaction to something else I have eaten. I...
Read more →When I was in college, I read a handful of books that stuck with me as personally significant. One of them stuck with me simply because of its title. In a literature survey course one semester, we read the biography of Catholic social activist Dorothy Day, entitled “The Long Loneliness”. I don’t remember much...
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