A dozen voices, more, cry ‘I am truth, follow me.’ Your heart cries out and you follow the only way you know how to assuage this restless feeling, sometimes all pervasive disease. There is one problem with that thinking. You

I sat in a meeting physically, but my mind was miles away. Earlier that morning my doggy had disappeared from view on our morning walk. I called and called but there was no response. As my imagination took over, I

Travelling to my son’s lot, I glanced up at the sky. It was a day of complete cloud coverage, not a trace of blue. Even the fall colours, so glorious the day before, seemed dull. Sometimes, it can seem as

I was in the basement trying to retrieve some ribbon for a parcel. I pulled and pulled but the tangled mess . . .

The last time I took my pup to the fairgrounds, he and I had a battle of wills. He was running loose, enjoying the spring smells and all seemed well. Then it was time to go home. I headed toward

I’ve been listening to the news and as I watch this war unfold. I have felt a sense of the anguish the people must be feeling. They are losing everything and are even in danger of losing their lives. Most

I was talking with someone today and what I said came out wrong. Later I thought, I need to apologize. It is so easy to speak and misunderstand where the other person is coming from. An apology helps . .

Years ago, I remember hearing an analogy about storing memories. It went like this . . .