Is it coaching or a road trip?



I’m thinking of two metaphors today about air. Vacuum storage bags and balloons. When I’ve used vacuum storage bags, a queen sized comforter suddenly fits compact on a shelf taking up less space than a shoe box. The air is magically vacuumed out (not really magically – it’s a vacuum) and all that is left…

What seeds will you grow this spring?

One of the happiest achievements in my life was going to the USSR as a junior in high school (1990). For almost three weeks, a group of forty StrangersBecoming Family from across the northeast US explored places and met people on the other side of the Cold Divide. The whole experience – from fundraising to…

Confession. I have subscribed to Writer’s Digest magazine for over 5 years. I have read MAYBE six issues. Yet, every time renewal rolls around, I quickly send my payment. When the newest issue arrived last week, I hardly looked at. Still on the kitchen table, it will eventually get moved to one of the many…

Last weekend, I cuddled under a blanket in my chair and turned on Miss Marple. It has been at least six months since I watched her and my plan was to enjoy a cozy rest with my friend Marple in the background. I wasn’t going to miss anything coming in and out of sleep, since…

Our eyes are amazing. In concert with our brains, they are constantly compiling pieces into a whole that we interpret and accept. On my desk, a mug holds a collection of colored pencils. A jar holds some shiny night sky shapes. A stack of colored index cards is within easy reach. To my right, a…