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I am not myself when Chip is away, to paraphrase that Kathy Mattea song that always makes me cry--  Where've You Been, about Claire and Edwin who never spent a night apart in 60 years and now they are in separate beds on separate floors of a hospital. Don't worry,...

"We are made for goodness." -- Archbishop Desmond Tutu

I've been following the nor'easter that dumped heavy wet snow on my dad's old farm. ( I still have the Pine Plains weather on my phone and he died more than a year ago.) He would have loved the big March storm. I can hear him telling me over the phone that he's...

“Contemplative prayer is simply a wordless, trusting opening of self to the divine presence. Far from being advanced, it is about the simplest form of prayer there is. Children recognize it instantly—as I did—perhaps because, as the sixteenth-century mystic John of...

We all spent yesterday digging out. It was a perfect  bluebird day. The rare kind of winter day here that requires sunglasses. There is a lot of snow. It is chest high in some places. I am not sure what the official total is, but I overheard someone say 40 inches, and...

I am very happy to be home, blizzard or no blizzard, after about ten days on the road --or more accurately off the road- as I was in Juneau to see the kids, Kodiak for writing talks at the school and library, and finally a quick overnight in Tenakee for the warm...