Posted in August 2009 …

Dream the Impossible Dream

I am I Don Quixote…The Lord of La Mancha…My Destiny Calls and I Go! When I hear this refrain, I get all excited-tingly inside. And I’m not alone, apparently. Last Saturday night I sat in a packed theatre with a bunch of other people, all of us watching Don Quixote’s magical quest unfold and letting … Continue reading →

Hope

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul. And sings the tune Without the words, and never stops at all. -Emily Dickinson WHY NOT START NOW?

Playing the Game

Okay, this post starts out with a sigh. Can you hear it? SIGH. That’s me letting out a big intake of breath. Maybe it’s accompanied by a slight vocal rumble. But you know what a sigh sounds like, right? I’m sighing because I get so tired of playing the game. Sometimes it seems like there … Continue reading →

Solitude

Only those who learn how to live with solitude can come to know themselves and life. I go out there and walk and look at the trees and sky. I listen. I sit on a rock or a stump and say to myself, “Who are you, Sandburg? Where have you been, and where are you … Continue reading →