Kale Salad


Sunday the lay associates had a potluck lunch at the Monastery of the Holy Spirit, to celebrate the birthday of our monastic advisor, Father Anthony, as well as the eldest monk of the community, Father Luke, who turned 99 today! Fran brought one of her more recent discoveries: Kale Salad. It was quite the hit. One of the lay associates actually took the salad around to everyone, raving about how...

A Kiss from Mom and a Lesson About Suffering


Early this morning (August 15, 2009) I had a dream in which I was standing outside a building, like an officer’s club on a small military base. It felt like I was in Florida or somewhere else where the winters are mild. There may have been palm trees, but I’m not sure. What I do remember is that I stood outside the building, with tables and chairs all around me, as if this were a place where...

At the Botanical Gardens


Pretty much every Sunday Fran, Rhiannon and I drive to Athens, GA, where my father lives. We take him out to lunch and sometimes do other fun stuff — like today, we visited the Georgia Botanical Gardens, to enjoy the fall foliage, which is just now peaking down here in the south. Here’s a snapshot I took of Dad, Fran, and Rhiannon… … while Fran took this photo of me, in one of...

Sylvia B. McColman (1923-2007)


Sylvia B. McColman, 83, of Hampton, Virginia, passed from this life on January 4, 2007 surrounded by loved ones. She graced the lives of countless friends and acquaintances with her warmth, her charm, and her playful sense of humor. Her life will be celebrated through a funeral service at Gloria Dei Lutheran Church in Hampton on Tuesday, January 23rd at 7 PM with a reception afterwards. Interment...

Rhiannon’s Star


If you are my age or older, you probably remember a wonderful symphonic rock band from the 1970s called Renaissance. The band featured tasteful orchestration, mid-tempo rock anchored by virtuoso piano, and a gorgeous five-octave soprano lead vocal, courtesy of a singer named Annie Haslam. When I worked for New Leaf Distributing, I had the distinct good fortune to get to know Annie as I helped her...

Meditating with a Cat


This morning my wife had a migraine. Poor lass, she gets one about every three months or so (the stress of living with me). Anyway, she squirreled down into the bed and I got Rhiannon off to school, then went into my office to meditate. Now, normally when I meditate, I close the office door. But I wanted to be accessible in case my wife needed anything, so today I left the door open. And I was...



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