Summertime in America – A Poem by Georgia Sanders
Summertime, and the livin’ ain’t easy Bullets are flyin’ and people are dyin’ America’s streets are colored dark and blood red. Plans…
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Heart & Soul
Meant to Be – A Poem by Natalie Patterson
It is because you are meant to be that you are Standing in your sun kissed skin You are radiant and brilliant You…
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Holy Week: The Journey to Easter
Holy Week While long winter nights ease into light-filled days and green shoots poke through crusty snow, the Lenten fast draws toward its final…
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Nipsey Hussle – The Marathon Man
Ermias Asghedom, a child of the 1980’s crack epidemic and gang violence, learned to navigate and survive the systematic complexities of growing up black,…
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Gone Too Soon: The Passing of a Dear Friend
This last fall, I lost my dear friend and neighbor Marianne to heart disease. Marianne was 80 years old. Many would say she had…
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Transitions: Country Mouse, City Mouse
When I married Mike in 1983, I moved to Pasadena, California for the first time. Having grown up in the San Gabriel Valley,…
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Finding Comfort in the Beauty of the Sky – A Poem by Linda (Peaches) Tavani
When a dear close friend of mine suddenly passed away, I saw rare hues from heaven beaming in the sky that day. From that…
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Found Angels – A Poem by Natalie Patterson
There are people in every generation who are willing Willing to stand To step up To do the work We call you The fighters…
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Saints of Ireland: Ciaran of Clonmacnoise
The Irish Saint Ciaran is remembered as the founder of Clonmacnoise, one of the greatest monasteries in Ireland. He is also numbered among the…
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Experiencing Ireland’s Sacred Places: Clonmacnoise
“In a quiet water’d land…stands Saint Kieran’s city fair; And the warriors of Erin in their famous generations Slumber there.” Along the banks of…
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Experiencing Ireland’s Sacred Places: Glendalough, Walking the Valley of Two Lakes
They say the scenery of Glendalough is most beautiful on two occasions: when the sun shines, and when the mist falls. I cannot attest…
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Heartbreak in Northwest China, a Place I Called Home
The land I called home for many years is facing a dire situation. My husband and I taught English in Northwest China beginning in…
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