Scribendo Cogito

I don't always learn by teaching. Sometimes, I learn by conjuring up some humility, reminding myself that I'm not an expert in - well - anything, and finding someone who IS, and then submitting to their instruction. On this point, for the past several years I have been studying mediation and more specifically, conciliation, methods.... Continue Reading →

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invisible (to the other guy)

How many people have either wondered if they were, or wished they were, or maybe wished they were not, invisible, at one point or another? That one girl or guy that doesn't seem to know you exist; that car that pulls into your lane as though you weren't in it; or that gathering where you're standing... Continue Reading →

common denominators 4/?

Right, then. Obviously, by the title, this is installment 4 in a series of some unspecified number of posts.  Ironic maybe that I'm not naming the denominator in my own fractions, but whatever. I would suggest reading 1, 2, & 3 in order to help this one make more sense. What if we look at... Continue Reading →

common denominators 3/?

Unless you're fairly young, haven't studied much history at all, or haven't cared enough about it to remember when you did hear the stories, you've heard of Selma, Alabama. Sadly, it is not famous so much as infamous, like Salem, Massachusetts - its anagram. The common denominator between the two is fierce bravery met with... Continue Reading →

common denominators 2/?

I look forward to this trip every year, for the dual reasons of working with youth at our church camp in Florida and the motorcycle trip down. I pick a different route to the same location every year, and this year I chose to travel a northern route through these southern states, stopping in Oxford, ... Continue Reading →

common denominators 1/?

I'm no mathematician, by any stretch. As a matter of fact, I once met the guy who invented the Apple Airport while he was setting up wifi for the same Belizean village we were in. As I was the cook in our camp, I was making pancakes one morning and he insisted on paying for... Continue Reading →

#blessed

Sometimes I feel particularly blessed. As in much more so than I deserve. When I'm not being especially grateful, I often think this word is overused in today's culture, but not today, for me, right now. God has given me a wonderful wife - M, who understands me and puts up with my crap. She... Continue Reading →

of shackles and profits, part two

Given the glimpses of Solomon Northup's life I gave in Part One, it would take a special person to argue that he chose slavery. "Well he did, in fact, choose to go with that traveling show to play fiddle and make money. . ." If that's your argument please go watch SpongeBob or something and... Continue Reading →

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