October 9, 2017 Scene: The lights come up revealing a sparsely furnished inner office separated from a larger waiting room outside, such as you might find in any medical clinic or law office. A quiet tap on the door. The bearded man looks up from his desk, peering...
Light-Flinging Wouldn’t it be fun If instead of mud-slinging, People and politics were more about light-flinging? What needs to seen? What’s there to be healed? Instead of lobbing bombs or bullets or barbed words that cut deep We could shine the light of...
“There is nothing wrong with your [my] heart.” After some vague but scary symptoms set off two months of increasingly invasive tests that culminated in a cardiac catheterization procedure on the morning of New Year’s Eve, hearing that sentence was welcome news. I took...
