2025

Here’s something to think about.  Life is basically a mess. And, purportedly, that’s exactly what makes it work. I recently read an article about all the chaos in our world. In it, political scientist Brian Klaas argued that the world isn’t as orderly as we pretend it is. In fact, chaos, and not control, is […]

Our Memories By Linda Stowe Last night I heard this passage in a book (My Friends by Fredrik Backman) in which one of the characters was remembering what he considered the happiest moment of his life. The character, now aged 39, was 14 at the time of his memory. That was sad, but not unusual

I used to travel way more than I do now. In fact, I don’t travel much at all these days. But one thing is for sure — whenever I would go someplace, I’d get an immediate feeling about the place. Both positive and negative.The one that stands out for me was Amsterdam. From the moment

Sometimes I get reflective. In that space in my heart when I try to see things. So here is a little bit of what came up for no reason at all. Our heartaches. All of us have secret heartaches.  Those little places in our beings that touch sadness.  These are the things that no one

I sure do like Canada. Although I haven’t been there since I was 12 years old. That day, it was cold and rainy, and I just saw a little bit of Windsor, Ontario. But there is so much goodness in the depths of Canada.Have a peek at this little gem.This place is hidden in the

On Sunday mornings, when I was a kid, I used to sprawl out on the living room floor with the comics that came in the Dayton Daily News. That was after everyone else had been through them.  I love that little space filled with comics, and I read just about every one.  One of those

I like some months more than others. This isn’t necessarily one of them.  But here we are in December, whether we like it or not.  Ah, good old December. The month that smells like cinnamon and nostalgia, doesn’t it? And reindeer farts.  Anyway, we all know that everyone gets festive at this time of year.

What do these things have in common? A sharp knife.  WiFi.  Peaches.  Walking. Shasta daisies. Clean sheets. Well.  Time’s up.  These are all things that I am grateful for.  Along with a million other things, from my red blood cells to cumulus clouds.  Throughout the day, I try to take notice of all of these