2025 Newsletters

On Carefully Chosen Words

Carefully chosen words arise from the spaces between them.

To be at anchor, in a still, star filled night, is to be overwhelmed by the power of the quiet.

To think deeply and alone of an elegant solution.

To peacefully allow the pigments to flow where they will and to marvel at the beauty that appears.

To discover that wisdom hides in the quiet spaces of life.

This I have experienced. This has transformed me.

Age arrives in whispers, carrying secrets in its gentle wake.

Garden roses bloom earlier each year, marking time's incessant passage.

The doctor's eyes show knowledge, but not my years.

While the world rushes forward, my steps stumble to a deeper rhythm.

Reading glasses mark my territory like breadcrumbs on a familiar trail.

My father's face surprises me in the foggy morning mirror.

This I have witnessed. This has enriched me.

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