An Instinct for Worship

I stepped out of my front door this morning in order to head to work and suddenly I stopped short.  The air was very still.  This in itself was very odd because normally, where I live, wind is an ever-present.  However, it wasn’t the lack of wind which made me stop.  It was, of all things, a smell; a welcoming, honest smell.   In the darkness…

The End of the Nightmare

We have all read in scientific books, and, indeed, in all romances, the story of the man who has forgotten his name. This man walks about the streets and can see and appreciate everything; only he cannot remember who he is. Well, every man is that man in the story. Every man has forgotten who…

Centrifugal Souls

In the past couple of years, I have to admit that I have only partially been paying attention to politics and societal “problems.”  So much of the conversation that surrounds it is so disingenuous and vapid, that any attention paid seems like a waste of time to me.  There’s nothing foundational ever considered and so…

In A Mystical Moment

I always see television shows portray family trips as horrendous forays the wrong way across the river Styx.  The dad is always intent on driving as many miles a day as possible, refusing to stop for any reason other than fuel.  The mom is always lecturing the rest of the family about togetherness and/or descending…

I Must Cry Out

I climbed to the top of the tableland and unfolding in front of me was a vista incomprehensibly expansive. For a moment it seemed as if I stood suspended in the air as the land swept away in every direction toward a horizon that bent with the graceful arc of the earth. The suspension was…