No, not the castanet musical instrument but an honest to goodness real throwing net. It was the simple act of casting a net into the ocean that made me better understand those who get addicted to certain activities like gambling or lottery playing or even email, social media, or internet browsing). I was there trying my hardest to discover just the right wave, just the right area, just the right throw in order to catch something. It was the unbounded hope that the next cast might bring in “the big one” but actually after a while it was the thought that I might catch anything that kept me gathering and tossing the net. Continue reading “Cast-A-Net”
Costume jewelry is not quite the same as real jewelry. Some may actually appear more brilliant and sparkly but let’s face it it’s not the same as an honest to goodness real diamond, ruby, emerald or other fine gem. Just ask any jeweler…
Similarly, so much of life is made up, not quite real. Continue reading “The Jewel of Denial”
It’s hard to see in the photograph but there is actually a train track in the background and in Wilmore KY there are still trains that run on this track. Going from one place to another in the endless pursuit of moving goods and people closer to where they are needed. Using the Dragan effect to make the photo more dramatic takes the viewer back a few years. Back to when all train tracks had a purpose and those who ran the trains served the country from coast to coast. Continue reading “RxR”
“Celebrate what’s right with the world.” (Dewitt Jones)
It is amazing how difficult it is to walk a neighborhood and just be an observer. There is a tendency to permit daily to-do’s, reflections on past events, preparations for future events, and temptations to grab the smartphone to check emails/social media. This permission snatches my attention from the riotous colors of springtime flowers, the green lawns following recent rains, the sounds of dogs barking their warnings and songbirds singing their praises, the flights of winged butterflies and birds, and the cool spring breeze caressing everything in its’ path.
It is challenging to be in the moment and simply notice the physical effects of the walk: Continue reading “Perspectives”
Along life’s roads it is awe-inspiring to be blessed with a companion; someone who will take the journey and not follow or lead but walk besides you. To take each step together even though there may be short partings as one wanders off the path to investigate new sights, lessons and experiences. Continue reading “Companion(s)”
“Life is a fragment, a moment between two eternities, influenced by all that has preceded, and to influence all that follows. The only way to illumine it is by extent of view.” (William Ellery Channing)
Taking a few moments out of the day I randomly picked a local town to visit: Enon NC. On my way to and from there, I noticed a sign for “Old US 421 River Park” just inside the Forsyth County line. This is a small park set on the bank of the Yadkin River and it features a few picnic tables, a couple of swings, a horseshoe pit and lots of area to just throw down a blanket and relax. The concrete pathway, however, caught my attention since it rolled down to the river.
Reading the sign posted by the walkway, this access point is a great jump off place to canoe, kayak or raft with egress at the Tanglewood Park Access. For the avid water seeker, this is a journey of 5.5-8 hours on a 15.7 mile stretch of the Yadkin River.
And yes, those are my shoes on a rail. Continue reading “Precarious”
“Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.” (Neale Donald Walsch)
This coffee cup was a gift and serves as an ever present reminder of how uncomfortable stepping out of my comfort zone can be and has provided “sips” of reflection every time it is picked up. Like the “man in the maze” cup, it seeks to eke out nuggets of wisdom and hidden moments of dis-comfort, prying a sedentary lifestyle off of the couch and out to experience life. Continue reading “Cup of Comfort”
Have you ever found yourself looking at something sitting on a shelf, buried in a box or being tossed out and find your thoughts snapped back to the time when it entered your life? A simple coffee cup…one of my favorites…can do that. It reminds me of a couple of mission trips to Arizona, the times spent there, the connections made, the services performed, the difficulties encountered, and always the shared laughter. Continue reading “Life Anchors”
On the road from San Ignacio to Ladyville we stopped for a midday meal at Cheers, an open-air restaurant in Belize. The checkout counter was full of various cookies: chocolate chip, oatmeal & cranberry, oatmeal & raisins, peanut butter, ginger, and sugar to name a few. One team member bought every kind offered and shared them with the group. Continue reading “Belize HA*BIT Missions, February 2016: COOKIES”
I have been reading and observing a lot about the “lost” art of playfulness in our lives, and the real benefits of looking at life through the eyes of play. Reflecting on it, it seems that we become educated away from play; we begin to separate play times from work times and begin the process of dying from terminal professionalism once we enter the marketplace (although granted there are some companies that encourage creativity, silliness, playfulness, and lightheartedness while continuing to get the work done). Continue reading “Way Too Serious…Or Not”