Monthly Archives: July 2017

Like treasure hidden

“The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field . . .” (Matthew 13:44) July 25 was a life-changing day for Jack London. On that day in 1897 he set off for the Klondike Gold Rush. Gold had been found a year earlier, but it took some time for news to reach the […]

Buffalo Dusk

Carl Sandburg died fifty years ago yesterday, on 22 July 1967, and yesterday I discovered his short poem “Buffalo Dusk.” At first I thought the title referred to my adopted hometown, Buffalo, New York, but soon found it striking closer to my heart, as you may, too, if you read it. “The buffaloes are gone,” […]

The sacred pause

Within minutes of posting my morning message from Holloway Memorial Chapel (“Important work like sittin’ around fishin’), an article from Tara Brach came along to serve as a timely complement, “The Sacred Art of Pausing.” “We fill our days,” she observes, “with continual movement: mental planning and worrying, habitual talking, fixing, scratching, adjusting, phoning, snacking, […]

Important work like sittin’ around fishin’

“Important work like sittin’ around fishin’ remains to be done.” In making this quaint observation, Pogo was not the first to recognize the importance of being alone and idle. The value of solitude has been affirmed throughout history. Early in the nineteenth century, Emerson wrote, “In the morning, — solitude;” said Pythagoras; that Nature may […]

This awe-full rowing toward God

There is in my head these days a sound, almost metallic though not harsh but smooth, like the sound a singing bowl makes when caressed in the right way or like the sound yin-yang’s opposites make in their endless, whirling dance. The paradox is, I am perfect, complete in each moment of my condition and […]