316. Dethrone defeat

It’s a new year that may already feel too much like an old year.  The tyranny of routine and obligations makes its mark and dominates calendars. So many demands, so many people, so many needs not to mention political and social upheavals over which we have no control. Come to the silence, the resting place.  It’s an…

315. The shadow disappears

As I look out over a snow-covered backyard, there are elongated shadows over everything.  The moon is bright and the forest behind casts its tree silhouettes to give the impression of sketches on the white surface. It’s beautiful, especially since the images of shadows spell out lessons in my head. We play with shadows – children…