There is tension on the tiller as I grip it. Sails snap and then tighten. My family is the crew. We are gliding across Lake Geneva in Wisconsin on a beautiful summer afternoon. Waves break against the bow of our boat as we pass homes dotting the shoreline. It’s been years since we sailed. Yet the […]
The night is cool and clear, a balmy 72°. Breezes barely ruffle leaves on the maple tree. A soon to be Blue Moon is nudging towards fullness. It will be a second full moon this month. It’s a perfect summer night – almost. The stars are missing. Well that isn’t exactly true. They really
My path back to me often leads through the arboretum. Realizing I am not going to find myself once and for all is a great relief. Don’t get me wrong, I love the idea of being forever found. Yet, it’s clear life doesn’t unfold that way. And because that’s how it is for me, and
