This Close There’s a song on the current playlist on Sirius Coffee House Channel and one of the lines is, “I wish I could un-love you.” It made me think of things I regret, wish I could un-do, and various ways to tweak that line in the song—one was, “I wish I could un-say that.” (In … Read more

  Intent This is Jared. He’s one of my handsome nephews. Do you see how white the whites of his eyes are? That’s the real deal, no photoshop, folks. I think that white reflects his good insides, his intent. Here’s an excerpt from The Little Love That Could where I mention clear-eyed, Handsome Jared: “At … Read more

Color Thankfulness   These are bell peppers grown in my parents’ garden. I fried them yesterday to have with our dinner and I drank in the color as much as I did the taste. The visual alone is intoxicating.   I did the same thing the day before, as I drove up the 99 highway … Read more

  Twangy Wedding Night Music   I’m not really a country music fan, per se. I love most all live music and there is some country I like, (I even have some in my iTunes library) but as a rule, I’m straight up tuned into Sirius XM Coffee House. So it’s safe to say—until now— … Read more

Pushing Pamela   The last four hills on the West Ridge Trail leading to the “Top of the World” (Laguna Beach) are the hardest. I should say, the last “middle two” of those four are the hardest. So #3 and #2 are real beasts. #4 is no biggie and #1 is also a relative peace-a-pie, … Read more

The Call of the Wild   I hop on my mountain bike and my suburbia becomes my “Animal Planet’s Wild Kingdom.”   It’s my call of the wild. Queue Rainforest Café sound effects.   Today it was a pack of bobcats. I saw three bobcats, but to be fair, I only saw the tail end … Read more

Want Need     It was like déjà vu reading Jeffrey Tacklind’s book, The Winding Path of Transformation on my Delta Flight to Portland last week. I was transported back to 2008 Haiti, a few months after the massive earthquake, when I read Kahil Gibran’s The Prophet. In Gibran’s passage, “Joy and Sorrow,” I was … Read more

  It’s In the Water   My toddler grandson, Brooks, has a unique way of giving me a kiss. His technique is hard to describe, exactly, and it can vary slightly but the constant is that my face is sopping wet afterward, covered in his sweet slobber water. It’s very intimate.   For the record, … Read more

Should We Have to Explain Ourselves?   I’m gonna say yes and no. For me personally, no in many contexts but in others, yes because of 1 Peter 3:15. I saw this meme this morning and was reminded of a few days ago when I was on the first section of the trail that’s paved—the … Read more