A Winter’s Day….
I’ve grown quiet of late. Contentedly so. Living in a northern climate winter was slow to arrive, but …
I’ve grown quiet of late. Contentedly so. Living in a northern climate winter was slow to arrive, but …
What if you burned for knowledge, I mean truly craved growth and learning, hungered to get your head and …
Response to an email with a link to an article in The Atlantic magazine on a book titled The …
In the beginning there was no word. It came late to the dance. And when it did come it was …
“Turning our eyes briefly, now, to the West, where a theology derived largely from the Levant [Christianity] has been grafted …
Outside was almost total darkness, except for a few pinpoints of light lining the far side of the invisible …
The silly smile… I fall silent for weeks and then months at a time. You could say I retreat …
The Cafe has always been less an actual place than a state of mind and soul, and even a …
I take breaks from this blog and go on long walks in twittering bird and critter scampering forested hills, …
“Being, to a certain extent, one with this primitive ancestor, he is also solidary with all that descends from the …