In memory of Malcolm:

My trip to Morocco Africa and Barcelona Spain was truly inspiring where the old, new, and ancient combine to produce a picturesque map of history. Both places share legacies of conquests, colonization, disruption, rebuilding and renewal. Once again, I was in Africa...

Remember Them, Remember Us…

I was born in 1957 and in just a few days I’ll be 57 the age my mother was when she died. Perhaps that’s why I’ve been feeling so much and paying such close attention to things going on around me and in the world. I’ve been thinking about my...

Be Still, And Know…

Be Still and Know . . . My plate is full and the tasks ahead are swirling about me. Some how something told me to stop! To be still and what appeared before me and inside of me was a memory of quiet peace and knowing. It came like a tender kiss on my cheek and a warm...