Tobacco Run: How My Father Taught Me to See God

TOBACCO RUN How My Father Taught Me to See God When I was five, I had my first conversation with my father about the existence of God — or at least the first conversation I can remember. That I would…
The Sky Is Meaningful

TOBACCO RUN How My Father Taught Me to See God When I was five, I had my first conversation with my father about the existence of God — or at least the first conversation I can remember. That I would…

WRITING & ALCHEMY Experience Transformed into Meaning Writing has always seemed to me a kind of alchemy. The old alchemists believed that hidden within common and seemingly worthless substances lay the possibility of transformation. Their work began with the prima…

GRATITUDE The Courage to See What Remains Gratitude is not naïveté. It is a way of seeing. Recently, a professional friend told me she was more of a “glass-half-empty” person than a “glass-half-full” one. She admitted she needed optimistic people…