Finding Our Way Home

Finding Our Way Home

Do you ever find yourself coming back to something—a painting, a poem, a place in the landscape or an old photograph but not knowing why you continually return? The compulsion is apparently strong but the reasoning escapes you. I feel that way about the poem Four...
A Ray of Hope

A Ray of Hope

There’s been a lot going on lately. A lot going on that is sad, frightening and stressful. It really doesn’t matter where you are on the Earth or what brand of politics you buy into or what motivates you to join in the conversations, 2018—overall—has been a pretty...