A Few More Words on Silence

Wrote about silence two weeks ago and then fell silent. In the interim I took a page from my fellow resident at Ragdale and held a day of silence myself. Carried a note pad with me for those instances when communication was necessary. (To those of you who know how...

Silence is Golden

During a stay at the Ragdale Foundation a few years back, one of the residents kept a weekly day of silence. From the moment she awoke until the moment she went to sleep, she didn’t speak. Not a word. She carried a pad and pencil in case something crucial needed...

Rain at Last

Awoke to the cacophony of 1812 Overture thunder and months of pent-up rain clattering on the roof. What blessed noise! Am I the only one feeling like it’s the summer of the Apocalypse, what with wildfires burning swaths of Colorado and this latest East Coast storm...