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
For a good part of the concert, I felt sorry for the musicians. It seemed as if they were playing in a dust storm of distractions: squawking children, chatty adults, buzzing amplifier chords. But by the end of the evening, we had all, remarkably, been corralled into quiet, focused listening. It was as if a … More Following a musician’s lead in a distracting season
I am of an age when sleep no longer blankets an entire night. Instead, I frequently kick the blanket off, waking in mid-sleep, eyes wide open, mind alert. Over the years, I have developed two habits designed to ease my body back into its resting state. I turn on the radio, listening to news from … More Pondering the conundrum of prayer
Lynda MacGibbon 