My Parables

Run Forrest Run

Forrest Gump ventured to see if he could run to the end of the road, then the county line,…

Lessons of the Fog

A morning fog appeared as the sun peeked over the horizon, soft brushstrokes of pinks and yellows across the…

Ox or Donkey?

A business social event, not my forte’ as I prefer quiet spaces, small bistro tables soaking in the soft…

Asking For a Friend

Flipping through my hand held collection of so-called news, sport scores and other general foolishness, an image caught my…

Casting Cloaks

I am convinced those who create contracts are paid by word count. Each “and”, “or”, “within” or “without” may…

Shoulders

A late summer seaside music festival. Taking a break from the wind, the sun and the mass of people…

Rubber Bands

My basketball coach stretched a single rubber band until it broke, then two, then three. When he got to…

Lift My Friend

Contacting an old friend revealed scars so deep that an innocent conversation caused pains of her past to resurface….

Empty Attics

Empty attics and garages tend to refill themselves. After long days of cleaning, rearranging and disposing, garage floors re-appear,…

Between Pulpit and Piano

A pastor once said, “Everyone has one good sermon in them.” I…