It strikes me that I have days like Sunday which seem to be a beautiful weaving of threads: red, blue, and all the other colors of the rainbow.
Death of a Pack Rat
I read somewhere that the world is divided between those who only care about family and friends and those whose empathy extends to include people far away, strangers, never to be included in the near and dear.
The Feast of Saint Stephen
As the old song says, “Ye who now do bless the poor/Shall yourselves find blessing.”
Christmas Miracle: Pip Is Completely Recovered!
It took six weeks and three trips to the vet after his savage attack but we just took the first hike since that happened…
Multispecies Entanglement
I’m witnessing a surge in big, old-fashioned weddings for those who can afford up to half a million dollars to rent tents, clubs, hire staff, and buy the necessary clothes.
Let Us Now Praise Famous Men?
Many who hear or read the phrase seize on its Biblical meaning which was literal and remains literal today, and as yet no one has suggested attempting to replace the book with Let Us Now Praise Famous Women.
These Are Those Who Have Come Out of Great Tribulation
Once a year members of my church here in Santa Fe volunteer to cook a week’s supper for our unhoused population; I look forward to it.
The War on Terror Is at Home
When I pass a pretty adobe house on my street walking Pip, a disembodied voice suddenly speaks: “Hi. Your approach is being recorded.”
Where Is the Match
It may be the role of our spiritual leaders—those we accept—to give us the wood for a fire but expect us to provide the match. I thought of that Monday
Summer Sports: Volleyball
As I sit on a bench in the shade waiting for him, I see a group of eight young people working at pegging the outline of a big square and digging in two posts for a net.