Harry Chapin’s song “Flowers Are Red” expresses what I think invariably happens to us as we go through life. We lose our ability to imagine. Someone else’s “reality” replaces our imagination and we buy into the notion that “Flowers Are Red”… The little boy went first day of school He [READ MORE]

I was graduating from college in 1971 when John Lennon’s “Imagine” hit the airwaves. “Imagine there’s no heaven It’s easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky…” I hated the song. Did I mention that I was graduating from college that year and going on to [READ MORE]

…you’ll be in it for the next 200 miles. Or 200 days. Or 200 years. As the old saying suggests, life is full of ruts – well-worn paths that meander through the wilderness of existence, promising to lead us to new and better things. But too often, these ruts don’t [READ MORE]