I grew up in the Episcopalian/Anglican church in Chicagoland. Even though this faith is closely tied to the teachings of the New Testament, I don't remember us learning any Bible stories in Sunday School. Later, I studied philosophy in college and learned about the teachings of Christian thinkers Saint Augustine and Saint Thomas Aquinas. I … Continue reading Studying the Bible
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Life Lessons: Guidance for All Ages
I am publishing a second book on Amazon on July 5th titled Life Lessons: Guidance for All Ages. This is an anthology of 35 true stories from 12 native English-speaking authors sharing experiences that happened to them and concluding with what each author learned. Each touching story begins with a quote related to the subject, … Continue reading Life Lessons: Guidance for All Ages
Day 12 of Spain’s Lockdown
I went for a walk with the dog this morning. I took our rescue terrier Tess through a nearby park and then down to an adjacent park with a playground. But the playground has plastic tape around it. No one is allowed to play there now. On our way back home, I saw a man … Continue reading Day 12 of Spain’s Lockdown
The Joy of Music
Andante International Choir in Torrevieja, Spain One of the things that gives me the most joy in living is singing in a choir. Here in Spain, I sing alto in two choirs. One of them is Crescendo International Choir. This group of 50 or so of us are mostly retired people who live on the … Continue reading The Joy of Music
Ireland, My Love
I am in Ireland now to see old friends and to attend the International Choral Festival in Cork, May 1st to 5th. Even though it rains entirely too much in this country, there's no place I have been in the world where all the people are so friendly! Everything is "grand" or at least people … Continue reading Ireland, My Love
Lesson Three: Connect to the Sacred
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com “Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.” — Buddha The first time I looked death inthe face I was 7-years-old. I saw my beloved grandfather Charles in an open coffin. He had a red bruise on his forehead because he … Continue reading Lesson Three: Connect to the Sacred