Wherever you are on this side of the equator, it’s dark. May you put aside your distractions and settle into the night. Darkness is a gift.
Today we recognize the 574 tribes of Native Americans in the U.S. today and the millions who were here when we took their homes.
Grieving for our Childhood, Not our Country The place I lived as a child . . . has completely vanished. . . there’s no evidence that any of what I remember actually happened, or that the people I knew ever existed. . . The… Continue Reading “Nostalgia”
Too often we create home based on what we’ve known and what’s familiar. But that’s not always what’s best. True comfort often requires us to move beyond the past.
I LOVE Summer. It’s my favorite season. I’ve always preferred to be miserably hot than even slightly cold. Cold makes me irritable. Heat just makes me lazy. I can live with lazy. Especially in the summer. My love of summer goes back to Michigan… Continue Reading “Summertime”
I’m starting to see more articles and essays on home. Which is not surprising since most of us are at home more than ever these days. But in particular, there is a theme about how home is changing now that we are sheltered in… Continue Reading “Home is Not Changing, We Are”