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The Holiness of Spoons

Only hours (minutes?) into my New Year’s Resolution and I’m failing. Of course I am. Why would I think otherwise? Living present to the mundane is anything but natural. Anything but automatic. Eating healthy and exercising regularly is easier for me than noticing the...

A New Year: On Being Present

Well, then. Here we are. Out with the old, in with the new. Except it never cleans up quite so neatly, does it? Still. Long-limbs Lenore was on to something that New Year’s Eve in Times Square with Forrest and Captain Dan. “Don’t you just love New Year’s?” she says to...

On Finding my run

I am running again. Late last week I ran on the greenway of our little city. It follows alongside the Roanoke River that weaves like discarded ribbon through Roanoke’s kaleidoscope of neighborhoods and businesses. On Saturday, I ran Chestnut Ridge Trail; a 5.4 mile...