I heard crickets singing last night and the soft hoot of an owl. Both are lovely sounds but they depressed me. Crickets, to me, signal the end of summer and I adore the delights of warmer weather. Hooting owls also…
Reaching Through Eternity:The space of life and death
Discussions of death can be uncomfortable, and for some, anxiety-inducing. Death is a very real and dominating fact of life, which even I, from the ripe old age of 23, have come to understand. Having just graduated from college and…
Inspiration in the Strangest of Places
Hanging out in a restroom usually doesn’t lead to epiphanies about one’s reason for being. To quote that gentle philosopher Winnie the Pooh, “Sometimes I sit and thinks, and sometimes I just sit.” Certainly, there are some of us who…