Ode To A Georgia Spring In Springtime there the dogwood rides a cavalry in white. And red-bud captains scarlet cloaked are flanked on left and right. ‘Tis fleetingly those flowered troops so arrogant-so gay ride up and ore the Georgian hills and suddenly away. James D. McCollum "Something dies, but something [...]
Mindfulness Meditation "Ultimately, I see mindfulness as a love affair - with life, with reality and imagination, with the beauty of your own being, with your heart and body and mind, and with the world." Jon [...]
Meditation: A Bath for the Brain “My brain took a bath in Your brook. Now it bubbles.” Martha 1976 My favorite form of learning is to stumble into truth experientially, and then, to gain intentional knowledge through research and study. Such was my introduction to a life long love affair with the [...]
Silver Cups How Healing Happens To a South Georgia Baby boomer, the image may be a silver cup grown tarnished. To the gardener, a rusted trowel. To the mechanic, a corroded engine part. To the inner-city dweller, buildings in disrepair. Each of us experiences natural corrosion over time. Loss of the [...]
In the South, we often received silver cups as birth gifts. Recently, I rediscovered mine. It was black with the tarnish of neglect. So, I polished it. Bit by bit, the silver began to shine through. I continued to polish. Engraving emerged. First my name. Then the date. Then the whole of the cup [...]
