In Heavenly Peace

In Heavenly Peace

In Heavenly Peace It was the first Christmas shopping of the season.   Eager to embark upon my annual treasure hunt, I grabbed a favorite stack of Christmas CD’s, hopped into our tank of a car and turned the ignition.  Without warning a local talk station blared...
Fresh Air

Fresh Air

Fresh Air My headspace too often resembles a Los Angeles traffic jam. All snarls and congestion filled with frenetic maneuvering and slammed stops. I wish it wasn’t so. There are counter measures, I know, and I daily work to employ them. But what often begins as a...