Summertime is heat and soil and stink. It is feast and flurry. It is festivals and beaches. It is quiet and still and heavy.
Annie Dillard wondered what it would be like to be among the first splash of humans, to somehow not have an understanding of seasons. How would you ever know the winter would end? Thursday, July 17, 2014
Several years ago, I attended a festival in North Carolina where Josh Garrels was performing. I was psyched. The Wild Goose Festival is made up of believers, thinkers and doubters who come together to celebrate life, enjoy art and discuss things like justice and faith. There are beer and hymn sings, late-night dance parties, times of silent meditation and lots of discussions. I also couldn’t wait to hear Garrels sing live. Thursday, June 19, 2014
I started a new job this week. Don’t get me wrong. The Herald was a wonderful place to work. I am most fulfilled in positions where I feel I am making a difference. While there were some fluff pieces, I felt I was doing that with many of my articles at The Herald. Not only making a difference, but making a difference in the community where I grew up. Thursday, May 29, 2014