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Grateful for Gratitude Itself

by | Nov 24, 2016 | 2 comments

I’m grateful forFamily and friends (including the shaggy, four-legged one, Ellington)Colleagues and studentsBuskers on the streets of AshevilleFinely crafted sentences and intricately simple musicStreams, rivers, peaks and hollows (hollers)Soaring hawks and swimming...

Here and Now: Little, Local, and Daily Things

by | Nov 20, 2016 | 6 comments

Leaves whirl like dervishes in the insistent wind. The smoke of burning forests bites my eyes. Sunlight shines through cloudless skies onto parched ground. The mountains moan for rain; stubbled valleys echo their wordless, desperate prayer.Fall’s changes anticipate...

When It Feels Like the End of the World

by | Nov 13, 2016 | 9 comments

I’ve not known what to say in response to the election; but the challenge and gift of preaching on Sunday, November 13, at All Souls’ Episcopal Cathedral resulted in this sermon. Rather than try to edit it for a blog post, I am simply posting the entire...

Dying to Live in the Moment

by | Nov 5, 2016 | 7 comments

Yesterday afternoon, as the last Bioethics class of the week began, a student said, “Let’s not have a downer today.” I understood completely.  For several days, we’d talked about life and death—about how we know when someone is clinically dead: when...

Name-Calling and Ivory Soap

by | Oct 29, 2016 | 0 comments

Name-calling and “cussin’”were bad things my grandparents, parents and teachers told me not to do. My grandmother Ada once took a chunk of Ivory Soap (“99 44/100 pure”!) in her hand, held it less than a half-inch from my lips, and threatened to wash my mouth out with...

Making the Days Count

by | Oct 23, 2016 | 16 comments

This past week, in a conversation about my ongoing journey with Multiple Myeloma, a friend said, “If you hadn’t gotten this diagnosis . . . . ”  I didn’t hear the rest of her question, because I was so startled by my immediate internal response: “I wouldn’t want...