I can’t remember everything we hummed for each other that day. I am certain, though, that one melody would have have been Beethoven’s Nineth Symphony, set to poet Friedrich Schiller’s Ode to Joy. On that day, my new friend and I needed more than words. We needed a form of communication that spanned countries, ethnicity … More A melody for Ukraine
“Read not the times, read the eternities….Knowledge does not come to us by details, but in flashes of light from heaven.” Henry David Thoreau, Life Without Principle “God does not move quickly,” a wise woman said to me recently. “He moves suddenly.” I have been pondering this idea since receiving it, something the wise woman … More And…suddenly!
Don’t be afraid. We hear it from a father, releasing a child to her first solo bike ride, as he lifts his hands from the fender. Don’t be afraid, a mother soothes as a child protests against the dark at bedtime. Don’t be afraid, says the roller coaster operator as he snaps the steel harness … More Let’s not let fear have the last word
Lynda MacGibbon 