Category: Spiritual

Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.A sharp tongue can cut your own throat.If you want your dreams to come true, you mustn’t oversleep.Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most important.The best vitamin for making friends… B1.The happiness of your life depends on the…

We are sitting at lunch when my daughter casually mentions that she and her husband are thinking of “starting a family.”“We’re taking a survey,” she says, half-joking.  “Do you think I should have a baby?”“It will change your life,” I say, carefully keeping my tone neutral.  “I know,” she says, “no more sleeping in on…

Happy Spring, I am trying hard to plant my garden…I have planted three rows of peas:Peace of mindPeace of heartPeace of soulI have planted four rows of squash:Squash gossipSquash indifferenceSquash grumblingSquash selfishnessI have planted four rows of lettuce:Lettuce be faithfulLettuce be kindLettuce be patientLettuce really love one anotherNo garden is complete without turnips:Turnip for meetingsTurnip…

I just realized that while children are dogs — loyal and affectionate — teenagers are cats.  It’s so easy to be a dog owner.  You feed it, train it, boss it around.   It puts it’s head on your knee and gazes at you as if you were a Rembrandt painting.  It bounds indoors with…

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart.  She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence.  It was pouring outside.  The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no…

The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings.  Perhaps it’s the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it’s the unbounded joy of not having to be at work.  Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.A few weeks ago, I was shuffling…

A woman renewing her driver’s license at the County Clerk’s office.  Asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation, Emily had hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.  “What I mean is,” explained the recorder, “do you have a job, or are you just a …..?” “Of course I have a job,” snapped Emily.  “I’m…