In his book Four Quartets, poet T.S. Eliot wrote: I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hopeFor hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without loveFor love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faithBut the faith and the love and the hope are all in the...

Late author Olga Rosmanith wrote, “You do build in darkness if you have faith. When the light returns you have made for yourself a fortress which is impregnable to certain kinds of trouble; you may even find yourself needed and sought by others as a beacon in their dark.” The imprisonment of Saint John of...

There is a Taoist tale about an old farmer whose horse runs away.  Upon hearing the news, his neighbors say, “I’m so sorry.”  “Maybe,” the farmer replies. A few days later the horse returns with three other wild horses.  “How wonderful!” the neighbors say. “Maybe,” the farmer says. Awhile later the farmer’s son tries to...

At its heart, the journey of each life is a pilgrimage, through unforeseen sacred places that enlarge and enrich the soul. – John O’Donohue Anyone who has visited my blog in the past will notice a redesign of my site. I wanted this space to better represent where I am right now in my life...

For Forrest Gump, life was like a box of chocolates. But it could also be compared to a game of Candy Land. How we wish we could play by a unique set of rules created as we go along to protect us from harm and keep us comfortable. My daughter Katherine showed a high aptitude...