Month: September 2015

  • How I stopped avoiding my calling and learned to love the thesaurus

    The Journey by Mary Oliver One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice – – – though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. ‘Mend my life!’ each voice cried. But you didn’t…

  • Ground Zero

    I dreamt about a hellish place Of smoke and dust and fire And volunteers responded to A call that came from higher. Feeding workers hearty meals Washing dust and grime Cheering cops day in day out Regardless of the time. What shall I do? My role to play? A silent “thank you” mumbled? Crying into…