a prophetic voice-

Though there is little I miss about living in Florida those long years ago, I do miss the easy access to the beach, a short drive of fifteen or twenty minutes to my favorite spot where I could find rest and renewal with my feet trailing in the water and the ocean breeze soothing my face. Water has always been a healing, renewing source for me and it is no surprise that in the various religions of the world, it plays a significant role, reminding us of cleansing, rebirth, new beginnings. Perhaps that is what I most miss...that sense of the past being washed away and the present being the only true reality, with the future filled with endless possibilities. I really need to go to the beach! Renewal from the Sea (From Made for Living, 1981)           I went to the beach today. It is a place of such miracles, such beauty, such total restfulness, and yet such power. The perpetual murmur of the waves creates a symphonic background for the o...

"Water, water everywhere..." lamented the Mariner- yet even as I revel in, celebrate the welcome tropical rains which watered and greened my small corner of this world, I know this is not so... for wildfires rage in central Texas where nearly a year of drought has parched the land and drained the rivers, ruined crops and threatened livestock... and Somalian refugees contine to crowd northern Kenya where four years of drought have devastated the countryside and people starve from lack of food and water as crops wither in the fields... while New Orleans and the Northeastern coast of our country struggle with flooding, an overabundance of the precious stuff of life, with homes and lives lost and everyday living disrupted. IMBALANCES persist...even as we humans watch helplessly, impotently, frustrated that the forces of Nature are beyond our control, putting us firmly in our place as only one of innumerable creatures on this planet Earth... O G...