Is God Trying To Speak To Me or Am I Just Nuts?

-The Drowning Man- A man was stuck on his rooftop in a flood. He was praying to God for help. Soon, a man in a rowboat came by, and the fellow shouted to the man on the roof, “Jump in, I can save you.” The stranded fellow shouted back, “No, it’s OK, I’m praying to […]

Is it Possible for a House to have a Soul?

It was at the height of a recent storm that the thought first occurred to me. As the old house’s newest owner, I found myself ill prepared and alone within its unexplored halls, listening as the storm raged and the wind howled outside. I strained to discover any hint of the portentous rumble of the […]

Of Minds and Monsters

It’s said that intellect is what separates us from the animals, in and of itself, perhaps. Broadly painted, it could also be said that intellect is what separates us from trees, computers, or a river. Intellect requires reason, comprehension, and understanding. It suggests that to possess intellect is to be superior to that which does […]

I don’t believe it…

Two days before Christmas, My Muse came down with a cold. Upon testing, we learned, to our amazement, that she has COVID-19. She is crushed. Being a muse is much more complicated than I thought. Such are the ways of the elusive and fickle Christmas Spirit.

Lost that Christmas Spirit again? Time to find a Muse.

The transition from summer’s sweltering heat to autumn’s refreshing coolness, felt first in the gentle, whispering breezes, was always a cue for Lilly to begin the cheerful humming of her favorite Christmas melodies. For me, however, this humming had become a harbinger of what fast approached: frozen water troughs, snow-filled roads, and me repeatedly falling […]

While rummaging through some old boxes…

Rummaging about in one’s attic can be quite dangerous, as here, we place what we don’t want others to see. Our attics are filled with boxes, some full, many empty, of holiday decorations, heirlooms, and electronic devices, the latter kept forever on the off chance that a return may become necessary. We keep bags and […]

On being wounded…

Every day, speaking metaphorically, we become wounded in one way or another; that’s life. While the severity of the wound or wounds will vary, the path to begin the healing process remains the same; we must first accept that we’ve been wounded, and second, we must be willing to allow ourselves to be healed. But, […]