RBG. She’s gone. Some cheer, some mourn. Too many will take little or no notice that Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg died yesterday.  One death among so many, does it matter? Time and who replaces her will tell,  in part. Also, whether we’ll continue to…

  Today many will pause for a few moments of silence to remember September 11, 2001.   The world changed on that day, not just the USA.  And now, a global pandemic,  raging fires in the western part of our country, social, political, environmental and…

The accent helps.  When Dean Robert speaks from the Deanery gardens of the Canterbury Cathedral, I listen carefully. The setting calms.   And the daily lessons from the Bible, reflections and prayers help me turn around to Faith the Day, instead of giving into fear, anger…

The words waft across the pond,  like a bridge between England and New England.   Dean Robert  welcomes  the day and listener to join him for Morning Prayer in the Deanery gardens of the Canterbury Cathedral.  “The night has past and the day lies open…

    It’s Saturday night and nowhere to go, so I might as well tell a story, then finish the blog or the dishes.  Well, the story took place in Colorado when Devon, my niece, was about three or four. She was into praying. …

It’s a rare day my computer doesn’t cough up deals for laser hair removal or promotions for products I have no use for, especially during this minimalist period we find ourselves living in.  But, at least, the Boston Globe’s thinned down.  It’s mostly news,…

Lets get this straight. I’m no scientist,  but I know vaccines tell our immune system to make antibodies.  We need them.  Antibodies run through our blood like tiny spies with magnifying glasses, uncovering things that don’t belong. In the body it’s foreign invaders like…

First of all, human beings and solitary confinement are natural enemies.  We’re relational beings.  It’s a cruel punishment. When in doubt,  consider how we’ve felt with minor constrictions after just a few months. Imagine enduring years of  solitary confinement. For sure, this pandemic reminds…

Two avocados, four peaches and one cantaloupe struggle to ripen while I watch. It’s one of those lazy, hazy days of summer. But not quite as still as ones I remember as a kid in Georgia, when the heat and humidity bore down like…

John Lewis preached the gospel. He proclaimed good news to the poor and those punished and disadvantaged because of the color of their skin. He wasn’t Saint John but that’s not the point. Some preach with words.  But nothing  speaks like our lives.  We…