Four years ago, I moved to Oklahoma. I had sold my home in Idaho a few months earlier and spent two months on the road touring the south, looking for my next place to live. Oklahoma was not even a remote possibility. That spring,… Continue Reading “A New Lease”
Naples is the last place I would expect to see something related to the struggle for Civil Rights in America. But there I was in the San Ferdinando district, admiring The Royal Palace from the 17th Century when inside the Courtyard of Honour was… Continue Reading “Rosa Parks. Almost Home”
Over the years, when I talk about my work researching the psychology of home, inevitably someone will say, “Home is inside you.” Yes, I smile. This is true. It took many years for me to experience this truth. One can know something intellectually but… Continue Reading “Home is Inside You”
To be tethered is to have roots.
To be tethered is to know home.
Things have changed a lot in recent years. The traditional roles of mother and father aren’t what they were when many of us were growing up – and certainly not what they were in the time of our grandparents and those before them. Today,… Continue Reading “The Special Role of Fathers”
If you don’t know the history of the Greenwood massacre, you’re not alone. But it’s time that you do.
“The place where you are standing is holy ground” (Exodus 3:5) There is a saying that the body is a temple, usually referred to when considering what we consume or the activities in which we engage. But what about where our body temple resides?… Continue Reading “Holy Home”
“Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories.” – Anne Bradstreet (Puritan Colonialist, poet, mother of eight, (1612-1672) When I was growing up, kids were allowed to play outside unsupervised. In fact, it was the norm. Even the expectation. No questions asked.… Continue Reading “Winter Memories and Home”