"The most persuasive argument is by example."
Wednesday, May 30, 2018
Away down in the deeper green,
rejoicing in the rain last night,
there among the seldom seen,
they hoist their faces to the light.
Yearning for the sun above,
they skyward pull with all their might.
Such ravening might pass for love,
such blinding need, as good as sight.
Tuesday, May 29, 2018
Monday, May 28, 2018
When Christopher Wren retired from the New York Times, he walked alone 400 miles from his office in Manhattan to a house he'd bought in the Green Mountains of Vermont. Along his way through wildernesses forested and urban, Wren discovered an America as unexpected and intriguing as any thing he'd encountered over his years as a foreign correspondent.
His journey reacquainted the walker with himself, and taught him that home is not merely a place, but a state of mind. Walking to Vermont just might make you want to begin your own long walk home.
Sunday, May 27, 2018
Saturday, May 26, 2018
Barnaby, the heroic watch-bear at Feldenkrais Saluda, refused evacuation during the deluge last week, stayed at his post even when flood water began seeping through the walls. He kept his feet dry during the entire ordeal, even though a fine layer of silt covered the floor by dawnserly light.
The intrepid bruin oversaw clean-up operations over two days and declares the premises fit to welcome back clients at this point. If we had more friends like Barnaby, our lives would be a lot quieter.
Friday, May 25, 2018
When I say I wish more people would read my books, I suspect, in my more clear and honest moments, that I what I really mean is that I wish more people would buy my books.
Nothing strange about that. Everybody, however much cash they have, feels they could use a little more. We all want to live the good life, and the good life requires funding. Plastic won’t take you much past the end of the month. To live long and prospel, you must have some real money to hand.
In a world where money rules, it surely can’t be a sin to crave some personally. But what if all of us who are able to live and do our work on what we have already, wanted more money so we could give it away to somebody who needed it more than us? Would that make us work harder? Would that make all our work more satisfying?
There are so many crying needs and causes in this world, so many broken and hurting people on this earth, nearer to the heart of God than extending our vacation an extra week or adding a new sun-room or preserving our favorite historical landmark. Yes, we are. Selfish, that is. Still, we can sometimes be generous with our leftovers.
Thursday, May 24, 2018
Wednesday, May 23, 2018
As auld Rab used to say, "Best laid plans..". The house painters finally finished their washing and scraping just in time for the rains to start. Someday the rains will stop and we'll get some paint on our little house. If the forecast is accurate, it won't be this week or next.
There's no rushing workers or the weather. One simply endures both with whatever grace can be mustered.
Tuesday, May 22, 2018
Christians claim to long for that “house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens” that Paul of Tarsus wrote about in one of his letters to the church at Corinth. Yet we already have an abiding house not made with hands. It isn’t far off in some other dimension, but here and now.
We have trashed her, wounded her, desecrated her, yet in spite of all our walls and pavements, abuses, insults and depredations, Earth endures, ceaselessly renewing and sustaining, sheltering and inspiring. She is not defenseless, however, nor endlessly forgiving. We’d better learn to behave ourselves and cherish her life we share, before we find ourselves homeless in the dark.