A Communal Hearth

From Gloria: My hope for this blog from the start was and remains: A Communal Hearth A cozy space, an easy pace, Affirming life, trust and grace Amid loss, fog or storm. Come sit and feel the warmth. Grounded in faith; rooted in worth, Sheathed in love, right here on earth. An open palm, a…


For beautiful eyes . . . look for the good in others. For beautiful hands . . . reach out to help a friend or a stranger. For a generous heart . . . speak only words of kindness. For a glowing spirit . . . breathe in divine inspiration. For poise and posture ….

Come Walk With Me

Come to Me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light. —–Matthew 11:28-30 Undo apprehensions….

Checking My Settings

Wonderful how completely everything in wild nature fits into us, as if truly part of us. The sun shines not on us, but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us . . . . . . thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell. The substance of our bodies, Are made to glide…

Autumn Treasures

Autumn tucked me in her woodland home, A honeyed spot for my soul to roam. —–Angie Weiland-Crosby Color Me Autumn With Gold as a treasure And Purple for compassion, Orangey-yellows for whimsey, Nature’s palette in fashion. Let autumn colors rain down With golden coins and gems, Jewels in God’s crown, From beginning to end. ——G….

Doors That Close, Others That Open

I saw this door on a walk in Fire Island, NY. I wasn’t the only one to stop and wonder about it. This unusual sight drew me and others near. Doors are mentioned in the bible almost 200 times and most are about them opening. And yet this door, this closed door, offered me an…


Our hometown is our touchstone where the seeds for a good life were sown. Why oh why did it take me my whole life to see it? __________________________________ In the small town of Hannibal, Missouri, when I was a boy, everybody was poor and didn’t know it, and everybody was comfortable and didn’t know it….

In “Plane” Sight

There is geometry in the humming of the strings, there is music in the spacing of the spheres and there is geometry in each arc of a flower. —— Pythagoras I wrote this letter shortly after the birth of my first grandchild. Yes, I do harbor a love for geometry. Plato said geometry draws the…

Highest Common Denominator

What makes us human? Voice Box (Larnyx) The Shoulder for throwing The Hand and Opposable Thumbs Naked, Hairless Skin Standing Upright and Bipedalism Blushing Response (some would only humans have a need to blush) The Human Brain The Mind: Imagination, Creativity, and Forethought Religion and Awareness of Death Thirst for Knowledge Faith in a Higher…

The Family Perennials: Stories for the Generations

Our children are fortunate. They have a life of material comforts. They need to know about another kind of plenty: the storehouses of fortitude, determination and boundless faith carved into their own DNA, forged from ancestors’ toils. There are stories to be told, the perennials to be generated over and over. (Photo used today are…