Russellings of the Spirit

love

  • Excluded

    They were all there.  Standing close. Knowingly nudging each other. Laughing.  Sharing so much more than space and time. They were sharing themselves. It was the place I desperately wanted to be but couldn’t. I watched them and ached.  Left… Continue reading

  • Remembering

    “I’m sorry. I forgot.” If I had a shiny new quarter for every time I’ve uttered those words in my life, I would be a moderately well-off man.  And although I am getting up there in total birthdays, I can’t… Continue reading

  • Left-Handed

    I am left-handed. [I’m not really, but play along with me here. OK?] I was born this way.  Very early in life, my parents noticed my left-handedness and were ashamed. They believed it reflected poorly on their skills as parents. “Your… Continue reading

  • Set Straight

    I don’t know if you heard or not, but Tuesday of this week was kind of a big day. Of course, I am referring to the fact that Tuesday was the day Patrick (the dog) and I made our visit… Continue reading

  • Part I: What I Actually Asked the Imam

    Earlier this month, Joan and I were on a tour. We were in Turkey with a group of 24 other travelers spending 14 days touring that amazing place with the Rick Steves organization. Our incredible guide was the Istanbul born-and-raised… Continue reading

  • Not Enough

    It is always there. It never rests.  I try to ignore it. I try to muffle it. I try to shout over it. All to no avail. It is as persistent as a mosquito on a humid summer night. It… Continue reading

  • Celebrating the season

    Here where I live in northern Colorado USA, the seasons are beginning to change. Summer is graciously bowing to receive her well-earned accolades while fall stands just off-stage awaiting her cue. Warm-ups and vocalization exercises done, she is poised, ready… Continue reading

  • A Rich, Rich Man

    It was one of those perfect, early autumn evenings. The air was still hot and clammy, but the rays of the sun were starting to slant toward the horizon. I was excited because tonight was the first game of the… Continue reading

  • Block Party Confessional

    Joan and I went to a block party last week. The party wasn’t technically on OUR block. But someone on that other, partying block was kind enough to invite us. It was a nice event featuring grilled goodies, a potluck… Continue reading

  • Mature Love

    Love – I think we can all agree – is pretty danged awesome. You and I are probably also in agreement about the idea that there are different KINDS of love. Perhaps “…different EXPRESSIONS of love,” would be a better way to… Continue reading