EXCITING NEWS! I have two new books coming soon. “The River Speaks: A Journey of Grief, Grace, and Gratitude” will be released July 1. Joey Harris shares these kind words: I was expecting a book of poetry, but received instead a profound work of spiritual and mystical...
I'm excited to share about a personal, healing project I have been working on for a few years. As I have been taking photos of the river during my walks, I began writing poetry to express what I learn and feel as I seek to hear what God wants to teach me. This is a...
How can we know what is real, when so much information surrounding us is false, deceitful, obscene, or made for “reality TV” clicks? Such propaganda, including reality tv, is carefully crafted for ratings, and to boost the ratings and clicks, the crazier the better....
As the sun moved closer to the horizon, I witnessed the brilliant array of colors reflecting on the still waters of the river. Ahhh. My peaceful place, that both grounds and uplifts me. It is not unusual for me to post pictures of sunsets at the river, as I have...
I’m part of a coffee shop sip club where I pay a small monthly fee for unlimited daily coffee. I can walk to this local coffee shop, and I rarely miss a day. Since I love a large, iced coffee and a refill (decaf refill), I could easily spend in one day what I spend in...
This morning as I walked by the river, I was reminded of its varied movement and beauty that changes with the weather. Throughout all seasons, the theme scripture of my website and coaching practice (from Psalm 36) continues to fill me. I quote it each day as I walk,...
Tomorrow marks my seventy orbits around the sun. 70 years ago on March 23, my dad came home from work to take my mom to the hospital. As he pulled into the driveway, he saw the three-year-old neighbor boy ride his tricycle off of our dock and into the backyard pond....
I'm excited to share about a personal, healing project I have been working on for a few years. As I have been taking photos of the river during my walks, I began writing poetry to express what I learn and feel as I seek to hear what God wants to teach me. This is a...
How can we know what is real, when so much information surrounding us is false, deceitful, obscene, or made for “reality TV” clicks? Such propaganda, including reality tv, is carefully crafted for ratings, and to boost the ratings and clicks, the crazier the better....
As the sun moved closer to the horizon, I witnessed the brilliant array of colors reflecting on the still waters of the river. Ahhh. My peaceful place, that both grounds and uplifts me. It is not unusual for me to post pictures of sunsets at the river, as I have...
I couldn’t get to the dock today because the river was overflowing. Flooded. As I looked around, I noticed yellow caution tape preventing access to the flooded parking lot and stairs. The bridge accessing the dock could barely be seen underneath many feet of water. As...
I recently returned from Ireland and learned that rivers speak to me in that beautiful country, just as they do in my country. The accent may be slightly different, but I can clearly understand a river’s message in any country. As I walked miles along the Avonmore...
At precisely this time, 48 years ago, I was running some last-minute errands in preparation for our wedding, which would be happening later at 3:00 pm, December 14, 1974. I was at the store with a friend trying to find a blue garter (what a stupid tradition that...
Do you remember God’s first recorded words to humankind? After their creation, Gen 1:28 records, “God blessed them and said to them….” God’s first communication to His beloved was a blessing. Remember that. Luke 24:36-53 remains one of my favorite accounts of Jesus. I...
I'm excited to share about a personal, healing project I have been working on for a few years. As I have been taking photos of the river during my walks, I began writing poetry to express what I learn and feel as I seek to hear what God wants to teach me. This is a...
I’m part of a coffee shop sip club where I pay a small monthly fee for unlimited daily coffee. I can walk to this local coffee shop, and I rarely miss a day. Since I love a large, iced coffee and a refill (decaf refill), I could easily spend in one day what I spend in...
Tomorrow marks my seventy orbits around the sun. 70 years ago on March 23, my dad came home from work to take my mom to the hospital. As he pulled into the driveway, he saw the three-year-old neighbor boy ride his tricycle off of our dock and into the backyard pond....
Six weeks ago, as I sat at my dinner table with friends, one of them screamed as she witnessed the scene unfolding out the window. Huge flames ascended toward the darkened sky, illuminating the catastrophe in the making. The house next door to me was ablaze. I own the...
(I wrote this blog over a month ago as I was finishing a course on pilgrimage. Intentional journeys have helped me grow.) I heard birds singing, accompanied by the light panting of my canine companion as we walked our...
Most days, as I watch the sunset over the Connecticut River across the street from my house, I reflect on the previous hours of daylight. An ancient practice, called the Spiritual Examen, is a prayerful reflection of the events of the day to find God’s presence and...
Dear Tom Brady, You hurt my feelings. I enjoy football, but to be honest, since I no longer have cable I have only watched part of one football game this season. I know this is heresy to some. However, as a long-time Patriots fan and New England resident, I shed a few...