From Star Dust to Daily Choices: Why the Universe Finally Learned to Ask What Matters
Electrons, neutrons, protons, a nucleus, and everything else I have forgotten since school. That is where my mind wandered this morning. Back to the transporter. You step onto the platform and the machine breaks you apart down to the smallest imaginable…
What Do You Need? Rethinking Compassion, Convenience, and Real Love
Sometimes we hear thunder in the distance. It may never reach us. The storm can roll along the horizon, close enough that we feel the vibration, close enough that the books on the shelves seem to rattle just a little, and then the clouds move on. The sky…
The Power of Slowing Down: Heart Health, Coffee, and Realizing What Truly Matters
“Tumble out of bed, stumble to the kitchen, pour yourself a cup of ambition…” And there it is. Pour yourself a cup of ambition. Caffeine. That is what has been missing. For years I lived on adrenaline, fast-paced noise, and yes, plenty of caffeine. Now…
The Glowing Triangle: How Convenience and Screen Time Are Costing Us Real Connection
Is it not alarming how quickly our attention can be redirected without our ever realizing it? One moment, everything we do is centered on one subject, such as our health. The next, we are staring at that glowing triangle, sneering at people who think…
Growing Older May Require Adjustments, but It Does Not Require Surrender
Good morning, readers. Before we begin, did you take your medication today? Go ahead. Run and do that. I’ll wait. Good. Now that’s done, and your glass of ice water is sitting beside you, it is story time. This morning, I stood in front of the mirror…
Meeting Pooh’s Pet Snake: Why You Shouldn’t Judge Until You Look Face-to-Face
My granddaughters, Chrissy and Rye, both have pet snakes. I have to admit, when the two of them proudly announced, “I have a pet snake,” I questioned my daughters’ parenting skills. “Chrissy, what are you going to do with a snake?” “He’s my pet.” I just…
The Sound of the Midnight Train: Reflections on Melancholy, Memory, and Growing Older
Melancholy. What a strange word. It can mean longing, reflection, sadness, the memory of times past. In living my life, it is not a word I have given much thought. Yet here I am, in the midst of what I suppose would be called melancholy. There is a train…
The Covered Wagon in 1931: How My Grandmother’s Journey Bridged Two Different Worlds
One small brush with mortality can pull open the drawers of the mind and shove every hidden emotion into the room. So here we go. Driving today, looking at the view rising ahead along the highway, I found my thoughts coming fast and furious. No, I was…
Remission Is Not Intermission: Finding Peace After the Cancer Scans Stop
It is coming up on three years since this health journey arrived and moved into my life without asking permission. Since then, I have made changes. I have tried to remain consistent. I have eaten differently, moved more, taken the pills, worn the mask,…
You Can’t Outrun the Truth: Why Repentance Changes Everything
“In the beginning was the Word.” Before the universe moved, before light broke across the darkness, before water gathered and land rose, the Word was already there. John begins his Gospel with language that reaches behind Genesis itself: John 1:1–3 In…
