Tonight’s back porch visitor was a Cecropia, the largest moth native to North America. I relish these cool evenings. If we’re lucky, they’ll stretch into June, as they’ve done a handful of past summers. Cool enough to keep the back door open...
“Happy Resurrection from Fear to Love, from grief to joy, from ego to Field, from separation to Unity. You are Loved and kept in the Light.” —Rev. Dr. Kenneth Wheaton, Ph.D. Reading back over posts like this one written during our first pandemic Easter, the person who...
“As with the season of Lent itself—a wintry season of contemplation, spiritual focus, and petition—these symbols of new life, out of the deathlike state of winter, are emblems of the newness of spring, rebirth, and rejuvenation. — James Theodore Farmer III The...
Notice the difference between the photographs of the same species of bird, taken in two different states on the same day one year apart. There’s a story there. And I’m going to weave it here for you. For 10 lovely, but, upon reflection, intense first 10...
2020—What did you learn? What did we learn? What did I learn?: I may have just been accused of being Pollyanna. I question that of myself regularly. Yet, again and again, I justify my thoughts based on my experiences—which have included my own share of grief,...
Quickly, twilight was dimming down the warmth and visibility of our late afternoon walk. Thanksgiving was a week away. But my mind was digging into the archives of 2006. Back to another walk on this same park road also during the thinning veil of fall. It was a...
From Heartache to Hope: middle tennessee families living with autism, a book by Leisa A. Hammett & photographer Rebekah Pope. Click here for more info plus ordering details.
