from a pinnacle sits a lone bird facing sunrise and calls for the hope a new day may potentially bring. we arise each day with a new hope because we have been promised through our beliefs, our hard works and … Continue reading
clarity and purpose flow through the first determined spring rain that slides away the residue of a tired winter. a promise exists in each ripple of water that helps me to believe in and work for the common good. and … Continue reading
that which might be uppermost in our minds should turn to the sacrifice we must all make to lend our support to the downtrodden, to assist the afflicted, to help right the wrongs that exist in our world even in … Continue reading
all anyone can do is to try. try to build relationships, try to open minds and hearts, try to introduce empathy and understanding. for those who have never experienced trauma, poverty, hopelessness, judgment is passed upon others. even among the … Continue reading
In Rome, there is a tondo – La Bocca della Veritá – the mouth of truth that sits in the church of Santa Maria del Cosmedin and waits for hands to enter its mouth, to be tested. Truth just IS…whether … Continue reading
A theatrical art form of the 1600s in Italy, la Commedia dell’Arte dealt with improvisational theater for those in the piazze who could not afford the theater. Foibles and follies of the times as well as tragedy and comedy were … Continue reading
From decisions gone awry that powerful men make each and every day,
the children are left to pay. Listening to the news, we never fully understand
how each day unfolds or stagnates for those who seem to be powerless
throughout parts of the world unable to find respite. Do we care to find the
truth or continue on paths that seal the status quo? Listen to children speak.
http://www.globaldaysoflistening.org & http://www.ourjourneytosmile.com
two mourning doves spend a leisurely morning cooing and watching the rest of their world from among early spring branches. in each other’s presence, there rests a tranquility, a steadfastness that seems to guarantee we are not alone. in ancient … Continue reading
despite the forecast for a tempestuous storm with high winds and snow, a closely-knit band of purple crocus crowd together to stand straight and tall in defiance of what we hope to be the final remnants of winter.
Somewhere in between the push for private profits in all-things-public and the reality of where the public exists lies an immutable truth. We are people who need to be ‘entertained’ and whose sights are focused, indeed obsessed with that culture. … Continue reading
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