The last visages of the day's sun illuminates the Spanish moss dripping from the live oak that gives its shade to this forlorn house. A bare bulb struggles to make its presence known through the window, while the clapboards seem to want to go the way of the front porch. As I pass by...
Life is a journey. Time is a river. The door is ajar. ___Jim Butcher, Dead Beat For Lynne and me, our life together is like an unfinished book. Many chapters…
The Temple of Literature, Hanoi, Vietnam As I travel, I make an effort to visit places of worship. The architecture is usually stunning, many having withstood the ravages of time…
If there are no mangroves, then the sea will have no meaning. It is like having a tree without roots, for the mangroves are the roots of the sea. ___Words…
Soon the earth will tilt on its axis and begin to dance to the reggae beat to the accompaniment of earthquake. And who can resist the dance of the earthquake,…
“I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples.” ― Mother Teresa A light rain sending ripples on still, tropical water,…
“It is wonderful, the power of a faith like that, that can make multitudes upon multitudes of the old and weak and the young and frail enter without hesitation or…
There is a man Sitting for meditation In a temple corner On a spring night. Matsuo Basho A young man seeking solace, alone with his thoughts, in the peaceful surroundings…
"It was breathtaking! My mouth just fell open...there was so much color, so much movement...and the orchestra! The house band had forty musicians...I said to Nat, ’that's the house band?…
The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach - waiting for a gift from…