Today was a new experience for me. Off and on for several years I have pondered the possibility, but today was the day I decided to actually do it. I intentionally spent Thanksgiving by myself. Except that I wasn’t by myself, because I was surrounded by the...
On this day set aside for giving thanks, I am spending it with all those in my life who matter to me. It’s a pretty long list. And yet they all fit around the table, because, as it turns out, there is an immense (immeasurable?) amount of room for such connection...
I was just reading something that sparked a memory of the grief I experienced when my wife died. And grief, being the multi-faceted thing that it is, then led me down a path of reflecting on then versus now, which then opened up the awareness that I am still “in...
This morning I take off for a big road trip adventure. I won’t be back in Boulder until early September. Along the way I will have the joyous privilege of spending time with 5 daughters, all but one of my grandkids, both of my siblings, and numerous friends. I will...
I am surrounded, immersed, enveloped, and filled to overflowing with bliss. At any given moment there are multiple guitars, several drums, a saxophone, a flute, a harp, and more stunningly beautiful voices than I can count. There are moments in the circle when all...
Today is my birthday! 67 years ago I came into the world and took my first breath. Between then and now, I have taken approximately 846,216,000 breaths. My heart has beat somewhere in the neighborhood of 2,993,292,000 times. I have travelled about 342,409,128,000...
I always like Father’s Day, because it offers me an opportunity to reflect on how grateful I am to be a father. I am not a father in the biological/genetic sense of the word. I am a father because a whole bunch of young women continue to allow me to share in their...
On this Mother’s Day I find myself reflecting on the impact my mom had on my life. She’s been gone for eight years, and there are relatively long periods of time when I am not actively, consciously thinking about her. But I know she’s still there, and the ripples...
