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Patience, Perspective, Peace
This unique and often lonely and isolating time continues. We are at war. The enemy is unseen, the battle is ruthless and indiscriminate, and the duration is unknown. I have relatives in New Zealand and the United Kingdom and we’re all facing the same challenges. Usually in wartime the soldiers head for the front line…
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Wishing, Wringing, or Washing?
These are indeed strange, serious, and vulnerable times. For the elderly the unseen viral enemy can be cruel and harsh. For everyone, confronting its touch is filled with unknown consequences. It’s no time to be cavalier. The threat is real and the consequences for all is as wide ranging as one can imagine. Plans, families,…
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Why Can’t We Get Along?
One of the attractive aspects of sport is that it offers a raw and open test and display of talent in competition – for all to see. There’s no hiding and faking fitness or skill. One can’t claim to be good without being tested and witnessed in action. We love to watch people compete and…
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75 Years, have We Learned?
I wish there was no need to write about such things, or even be reminded. Memorials are underway remembering the atrocities of the holocaust 75 years ago. I visited Auschwitz in 2017. Here are some images to form a photo collage acknowledging our universal propensity to justify terrible atrocities – beyond imagination. Us is them…..…
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A Rock Amidst Shifting Sand
It’s hard not to be disillusioned with almost everything and everyone. We’re surrounded, world-wide, with stories of corruption, blame, digging dirt, and smoke and mirrors. Opinions are a dime a dozen, and everything seems in a constant state of flux and uncertainty, as if we’re living on quicksand. Perhaps we are are. What if it’s…
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A Red Hot Button for 2020
(Apologies for this post being a little longer. But it’s a serious topic that warrants more than a snappy title and a sound bite. Thanks) Well it’s a brand spanking New Year! So, let’s jump into the pond with a big splash and make waves around a honking red button that’s going to be all…
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“Yes God, but what, why, when?”
His face was gaunt and his eyes pierced with grief and questions. The wide grin and crinkle-smile lines were absent as I tugged his arm and said, “How are you?” He was caught in hesitation between rudeness and politeness and he honored me with authenticity. “I’m sick of blessings, when will this really change? I’m…
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