Category Archives: Ponderings on the Meaning of Things

The Qualities of Grace

There is beauty in the unusual, both because of its startling qualities and of its inherentĀ uniqueness.Ā  Sometimes the unusual is simply the ordinary turnedĀ inside out, such that, upon first viewing, nothing seems amiss untilĀ matters areĀ put into context. Winter’sĀ unusualnessĀ is similar to … Continue reading

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Hello World!

I just returned home fromĀ signing the final papers related to my retirement from a 43 year legal career.Ā  The event itself was nothing to speak of – just me, my assistant, andĀ anĀ office managerĀ sitting aroundĀ a desk that had been mineĀ in an … Continue reading

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Autumn Winds

No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes. Itā€™s flying from somewhere As fast as it can, I couldnā€™t keep up with it, Not if I ran. But if I stopped holding … Continue reading

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What Would I see, If I Could See God?

God is in the roses, The petals, and the thorns. Storms out on the oceans Souls who will be born And every drop of rain that falls Falls for those who mourn. Roseanne Cash, God Is In The Roses Mankind … Continue reading

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Bending To One Another

ā€œAs I might have foreseen, the visit was rather a spectacle than a conversation, of no use beyond the satisfaction of my curiosity. He was old and pre-occupied, and could not bend to a new companion and think with him.ā€ … Continue reading

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A Seattle Summer Morning

It was a beautiful Summer morning today in Seattle, warm and cloudless, backlit by sunsparkle off the bay, and flavored by a light, salty breeze. Bright sunlight simultaneously played a solo game of hopscotch across glass-sheathed high-rises and hide-and-seek with … Continue reading

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Curiosity

I was not yet born when “one giant leap for mankind” catapulted the moon and NASA into the fervor of the American consciousness. Until last night, the biggest space-related event from NASA was the retirement of the space shuttles and … Continue reading

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The Promises of a Blue Moon

Just once… in a very blue moon And I feel one comin’ on soon Nanci Griffith, Just Once in a Very Blue Moon This August is a month of the blue moon – a month which will have two full … Continue reading

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Pre-Dawn Contemplations of Ineffable Subjects

Itā€™s early morning here in my office in Humptulips County, and while the building is operational after a massive overnight internal power outage, the office systems are down and useless. I suspect that they will be up and running before … Continue reading

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Transmogrification and My Trip Home

The Road goes ever on and on Out from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, Let others follow it who can! Let them a journey new begin, But I at last with weary feet … Continue reading

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