Three quotes to begin your day

Joseph Campbell: “The agony of breaking through personal limitations is the agony of spiritual growth.”   Christopher Robin to Pooh: “You are braver than you believe, you are stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.”   T.S. Eliot “Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far they canContinue reading “Three quotes to begin your day”


Just tried to figure out how to get a youtube video here for you to listen. Alas, I am not that smart, I guess. Anyway, It would have been John Lennon signing “Imagine” in (what year was this recorded?) with Ono along for the song . . . Since I couldn’t do it, you canContinue reading ““Imagine””

“I’m doing finely”

You have read about Tad and Vicky who sent us the delightful booklet about their home and the community around where we will be staying.  They recommended a book “Twenty Years A-Growing” by Maurice O’Sullivan. I love books. I was intrigued by what they said about it. So, you guessed it, I ordered it fromContinue reading ““I’m doing finely””

Celtic form of Christianity

Within the pages of a book, “Mysterious World:  Ireland” published in 2006 and written by Ian Middleton & Douglas Elwell is this particular page of words: The Irish “Celtic” form of Christianity as it evolved in Ireland was unique in that it was both monastic and ruggedly individualistic in character.  It also sought, instead of overruling and controlling,Continue reading “Celtic form of Christianity”

One misty moisty morning

Patricia’s and my thoughts are with the family of Carl, whose life was savored at a celebration of life today.  A lively, laughing, loving, and loved husband, father, grandfather.  A good friend.  An excellent doctor.  A voracious reader.  He taught himself to weld.  He was a pilot.  He was captivated by the water, by sailing,Continue reading “One misty moisty morning”

A change of mind and a change of heart

Did you ever notice how some people smile with their whole face and especially their eyes? Some time ago I visited Jack Meehan. He was born in a “t’ached cot’age” in Ireland more than 80 years ago. He is, among other things, a saxophonist and trumpeter. I visited him on the 10th floor of SarasotaContinue reading “A change of mind and a change of heart”