I was thinking I should attend a Memorial Day ceremony or parade today. And, as usual, God gave me what I asked for. Instead of taking my usual right turn toward the library on my morning walk, I went left towards the firehouse. From the open second-floor windows, I could hear the local bagpipers practicing. …
Month: May 2010
The Things People Say
“Are you independently wealthy?” he asked. It’s sad that people think in order to live the life I do, I must be independently wealthy. “No,” I said. “I just choose work and manage my money in such a way that I can do what I want.” I wasn’t going to get into it any further…
The Next Adventure
I have the good fortune of being blessed with a mother who listens to my ever changing ideas and when she sees something that might be of interest to me, she sends it my way. So thanks to Mom, I’ll be spending a week living and working on an organic farm run by the Sisters…
The Story of our Lives
“If you watched a movie about a guy who wanted a Volvo and worked for years to get it, you wouldn’t cry at the end when he drove off the lot, testing the windshield wipers. You wouldn’t tell your friends you saw a beautiful movie or go home and put a record on to think…
Time for a Change….
I’m ready for a change. That feeling I get every so often of life getting a little too predictable has returned. It comes on gradually, like something you hear so softly you’re not sure if you heard it at all. You say to the person next to you, “Did you hear that?” and they say,…
A Writing Retreat
I love that we can learn new things at any age. In my first writing class at the John C. Campbell Folk School two years ago, not one of us had ever before attempted writing our own life stories. And we were a group with participants in their 20’s up into their 70’s. My experience…
Talking to Strangers: On Trains
As I walked down the aisle trying to decide which seat to take on the train, I walked by two young guys speaking a foreign language. I took the seat behind them, convinced they had a good story. Though I’m convinced everyone has a good story… I could not tell what language they were speaking…
Talking to Strangers: On Airplanes
I’m the kind of person who would rather talk to my seatmate on an airplane than read a book. No, I’m not forceful about it. I simply smile and say hello to them as they sit down. If they look at me in surprise and just nod, I know they’re not interested. If they return…
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