Imagine my chagrin. In my high school days (oh my – that was over 70 years ago!) I thought I invented a word.
Memories Forty-five years ago today, I was standing at Lands’ End in England with a group of young people and adults from my Methodist Church. We were on the Methodist..
This special post was written by Rev. Erin Proie, the chaplain at Chapel Hill Community. ************************************ During COVID-19, while experiencing the..
Embracing Quietness We are immersed in an orchestra of sound. Residents at Parkvue Community announce they keep their televisions on for company. Various TV stations..
Making room for time? I know — I can hear what you are thinking. For some of us, all we’ve had is time on our hands. We’ve been sheltering at home, many of us out of..
Making Room We are beginning a series about making room. When COVID-19 upended our lives almost four months ago, we all had to move things, move ideas and move or change..
Wildfires in Australia. A global pandemic, the worst public health crisis in a century. Great human tragedy worldwide. Police brutality against unarmed black and brown..
2020 SPRING GRADUATIONS Graduation. Coming from a root word meaning “step,” it is a time to celebrate the work a student has completed in order to move on with the next..
Each time I sit down to write for this Abundant Aging blog, I find myself reviewing my life. Sometimes it’s just a cursory glance at the past week of inconsequential..
Mourning Loss Wasn’t Mother’s Day strange? I couldn’t bring flowers to my mom. We couldn’t gather around the dinner table. I mourn the loss of family and group..
