Is it not enough?

Beauty comes to me as a love letter.  Unfolding it, something enfolds me, and I cannot move past it. I am held by sight, sound and touch, sometimes even by a scent of something so lovely moving on is simply impossible. I must pause from whatever I am doing, wherever I am going. I must … Continue reading Is it not enough?

Solitary road trips get me thinking

I do my best thinking on two-hour solitary road trips. Anything less than that doesn’t give me enough time to truly sink into the ideas, conundrums or questions puddling in my mind. Anything more and I begin to feel mired in my own perspectives. But two hours alone on a stretch of uncongested highway is … Continue reading Solitary road trips get me thinking

Following a musician’s lead in a distracting season

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 … Continue reading Following a musician’s lead in a distracting season