by Guy Sayles | Aug 9, 2016 |
Sometimes we do less in order to be more.Sometimes things have to be simpler so that we may deal with complexity.Sometimes we are quieter in order to say more.Sometimes we become gentler as a way of being stronger.Sometimes we lament our way to laughter and grieve our...
by Guy Sayles | Aug 5, 2016 |
Farmer-poet-essayist Wendell Berry claims that there are things about being a farmer which can only be known by living on the land, tending to it in-season and out-of-season, watching how the wind sweeps across it, observing how water flows over it, seeing the tracks...
by Guy Sayles | Jul 29, 2016 |
My Dad was a salesman who could sell almost anything to almost anybody. As the old clichés have it, he could sell sand to beach dwellers and air conditioning to Eskimos.On days when he was to call on important customers, he had a routine to prepare himself: get up...
by Guy Sayles | Jul 21, 2016 |
“It’s a binary choice.” That’s how a lot of people account for the vote they plan to cast for Trump or Clinton. Given the vast ideological differences between the “bases” of the two major parties, it was inevitable that the choice would present itself as a stark...
by Guy Sayles | Jul 15, 2016 |
As many readers of my reflections know, 2½ years ago, I was diagnosed with Multiple Myeloma and began a treatment journey from which there wasn’t a pause until very recently. I’m grateful for the reprieve, because it’s giving my body a chance to...
by Guy Sayles | Jul 8, 2016 |
Recent news, as so often, has brought images and descriptions of young black men shot by police officers. The narrative is sickeningly familiar: a young person dies; protests take place; authorities promise a full and fair investigation and, if warranted, consequences...
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