I’ve been working on writing this post for four days now.  It started from an insight I had on Saturday.  I was ready to publish it on Monday morning, but it couldn’t pass my editor.  So I began a process...

A caveat to begin with:  It is easy for me to deceive myself about my lack of self-deception.  This is a given of human life in the same way that it is easy to be proud of my humility, or...

I love words.  I love their form and feel, their shape and size, their tone and taste and texture.  I love the way they adapt and transform and move; words adapt to new situations even as they adapt our thinking;...

I am looking out my window at our fig tree which is leafing out after winter dormancy.  The new leaves are light green.  Later in the year they will be darker and shiny, but now they gather in the afternoon...