Blessings–For the Ear, For the Eye, & For You
Can’t you hear the laughter of the children, the slap of running feet, the rush and tumble of the waves? …
Can’t you hear the laughter of the children, the slap of running feet, the rush and tumble of the waves? …
During these troubled times, the wars raging in Gaza and Ukraine, when our hearts are broken and we feel so …
I was struck by the phrase “a desire for a higher lovemaking” when reading Goethe’s poem “The Holy Longing.” It …
There are a few refrains that I turn to again and again when I want to get a clearer sense …
My roses are spent already this summer, and I miss them. Another summer not long ago I spend a day …
Slowly this summer I’ve been reading and savoring Mary Oliver’s book of essays Upstream while sitting on my patio sipping …
I’m a late arrival to the Sinead O’Conner lovefest. I’d heard of her, of course, seen the photos, snippets of …
If “Beauty is truth, truth, beauty,” as Keats’ poem claims, then what do my paintings of flowers, my attempt to …
Flowers are on my mind, after the super-bloom outing last month, after reading The Language of Flowers for book club, …
Behind all art is an element of desire.Love of life, of existence, love ofanother human being, love ofhuman beings is …