Straddling Forever

I went in for my annual check-up with the nurse practitioner I’d seen only one other time. As I remembered it, she had been fresh out of school and took more time with me than my doctor could. That first meeting a year before, we’d formed a mutual admiration society of two, and I was…

Oh What a Tangled Web

It was a lovely, slender braid of red merino wool that drew me in at Vortex Yarn Shop, and I bought two of them to crochet a scarf for my husband, an avid Red Sox fan. The evenly spaced, textured strands fell easily into place giving it an elegant, supple feel, luxurious, almost. I couldn’t…

Adding Wheeler Peak to My Bucket List

Last week I caught myself thinking more and more about Wheeler Peak, the only 13,000 foot peak in New Mexico. So many people in my circle have climbed it — many more than once. Until recently, I put that accomplishment in the drawer that is labeled, “Things Other People Do but Not Me” like learning…

Is Your Concept of God Growing?

Is Your Concept of God Growing? When I was young, I went to a Catholic school in Connecticut, and religion class was the first subject we studied every day. Our school was next door to the church and kitty-corner to the rectory where the priests lived. Our playground was the church parking lot. I was…

Looking Back with Generosity

Spiritual Direction Toward the End of Life:  Looking Back with Generosity Many older people in the twenty-first century have something that their cohorts in previous generations did not have: the time and opportunity to look back and re-frame their life, focusing their attention on the path it has taken and what meaning they find in…

Your One Wild and Precious Life

Spiritual Direction for Young People   Mary Oliver in her poem, The Summer Day, poses the question, “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” In our early years, adults usually make the important decisions for children, such as what schools they will attend; whether they go…

God Help America

I didn’t think it was possible to have a president worse than George W. Bush. He led our nation into two wars we’re still fighting, the ramifications of which we are still living with–from thousands and thousands of veterans returning to their families with horrific injuries and PTSD, to an infrastructure suffering from years of neglect,…

My Love Affair with Football…It’s Over

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I grew up with two sisters who were just as disinterested in football as I was, except in high school on Friday nights during home games. But even then, I spent most of the night walking around the field with my friends, saying hi to boys I liked,…

Archie Bunker for President

My goal in this next few paragraphs is to allude to without mentioning the name of a certain front-running Republican candidate. He gets too much press, doesn’t even have to spend money on political ads. All he has to do is sling hate-speech, ignorance, and a certain well-heeled paranoia. This morning I realized why it…