For the Irreverent Spirit in Us All
The Lost Child Comes Home
Earlier this week, through the pages of this blog, I revisited “Dark Nights of the Soul,” one of my all-time favorite books. I recently started reading it again — slowly this time — so I can absorb its lessons instead of rushing through to the end. This morning, a note bearing the message “Be Who…
Microwave Meltdown: Lessons in Gratitude
Halfway through microwaving a potato last night, our senior microwave oven retired. For the past few weeks, she had been sending us signs that her time of service was over, and we should start looking for her replacement. It began one morning when I closed the door, and the microwave continued to function. After a…
Have You Seen My Socks?
In my never-ending quest to live in the moment and focus on the now, I am often amused at the follies that demonstrate I am nowhere near my desired state of “in the moment” Nirvana. Although it’s easy to label these follies as failures, I prefer to see them as guiding lights on the path…
Trading Barbs With Barb 