No capes
All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life...
Buddha envy
We Americans are an extremely competitive gang. We love sports, we love cutthroat business, and we are deeply envious of one another. ...
The sounds of silence
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenements halls and whispered in the sounds of silence. – Paul Simon, 20th...
Mothering God
We are all meant to be mothers of God. What good is it to me if this eternal birth of the divine Son takes place unceasingly but does not...
Choosing peace
Maybe one of the great unknown – unrecognized – truths of life is that light always dawns, eventually; that there is no such thing as a...
Love made visible
Of God’s love we can say two things: it is poured out universally for everyone from the Pope to the loneliest wino on the planet; and...
Military mindfulness
December 7th, 2012, Pearl Harbor Day This morning while riding MUNI I met a WWII vet who joined two days after Pearl Harbor. He was a...
What gift shall we bring?
Christmas gift suggestions: To your enemy, forgiveness. To an opponent, tolerance. To a friend, your heart. To a customer, service. To...
Hear the songs the angels sing
I love to sing, but it also makes me bat crap crazy. In fact, every time I try to take my voice seriously, I usually wind-up flat on my...
What are you waiting for?
Like most Americans, I don’t really like to wait. Not in line, not in traffic, not really for anything. And waiting to get on the...
