The Soulistry Blog

Winter storms have been happening and continue to happen. "When will it stop?" "How much damage will it do before it passes away?" Political storms have been happening and continue to happen. "When will it stop?" "How much damage will it do before it passes away?"...

We’ve heard the expression “Have a nice day!” We’ve heard it from family, friends, store clerks, strangers.  When someone greets me with it, I reply with something like “You, too” with a smile on my face. But one day, I said those words to my employer and he barked...

"Whatever the future holds ... we'll be each other's strength."   Those words spoken by a very special man on our wedding day and often repeated to one another throughout the years were true.  True then ... for the two of us.  True now ... even though he has died. ...

“There’s something about this photo that speaks to me.  It speaks to me of life and death … darkness and shadow  … light and hope.  Hope? The hope is in the clear sky. The hope is in the bright yellow colour in the flowers in the foreground.  The hope is in the...

“The Project” is ready to be launched.  Finally! "The Project" (as it's been known) is a cookbook that began many, many years ago and was eventually published under a different title.  Thanks to word of mouth, it made its way around the world, literally, and quickly...

I don't want to think of evil, or believe in evil, or acknowledge the presence of evil. And yet ... as the situation of Aleppo continues ... as announcements of the appointments made by the POTUS and the reactions to that news unfold ... as weather conditions continue...

Three chairs on a winter's overcast day, waiting ... waiting ... waiting. We, too, wait ... wait for the birth of a child; wait in line at the supermarket; wait in traffic for the snarl to unsnarl; wait for news from medical tests and specialists; wait for winter to...

Two weeks before Christmas and all through the land, violence, devastation, destruction continue, reminding us of the vulnerability of life. Hundreds of lives are lost.  Bodies and souls are injured. Families are shattered by grief, anger, shock. May we take a moment...

The words by Richard Rogers sung in the movie 'South Pacific' - "You've got to be taught to hate and fear. You've got to be taught from year to year. It's got to be drummed in your dear little ear.  You've got to be carefully taught.  You've got to be taught to be...

The "thinking of you" expression may seem to be trite or inconsequential, but saying / writing "thinking of you" is a thought. A thought can be a prayer. A prayer can be a gift. A gift can be  an expression of love, timeless, endless, unconditional. When I read or...

"The time has come, the Walrus said, to talk of many things" wrote Lewis Carroll. For some, the time for talk has come. Talking helps with the processing. For others, it's time to breathe and not engage in social media discussions so that *response* and not *reaction*...

The Remembrance Day poppy I have been wearing on my outer clothing close to my heart was a reminder of the men and women who stood on guard so that freedom might be ours. In the morning, a common safety pin will take its place. It will be worn as a sign to all who...

This is a day like no other.  The waves of grief overwhelm me.  My soul aches.  My heart is broken. Fear begins to rise as questions and concerns about family, friends, minorities, the elderly, children, health care, the economy, personal and global security, the...

He took the first step, and the next, and the next, believing in taking the first step "even when you can't see the whole staircase."   One of those first steps, cost the author of those words, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., his life. Not everyone is called to such...

Bittersweet.   There’s a word for you.  An oxymoron if you will … a figure of speech in which two opposite ideas are joined to create an effect.  How can something be ‘sweet’ and at the same time, be ‘bitter’? How about the time when your child went off to...

It's been said that bad things come in three's.  I'm not superstitious and would rather look at the blessings of three's. The three storms of the weekend have come and gone. While their fury raged, damage was done, power went out, and for most people, it was more...

Bought some flower seeds.  Mixed the flower seeds. Put them into a container.  Shook the container. Sprinkled the seeds in the garden. Didn't know what they were, except they were grown locally and had   g  r  e  a  t    potential to transform the back yard and bring...

Ahhhh, sweet organic corn on the cob from the garden.  You began your life planted as kernel-seeds in trays on the dining room table which had been moved to the window to take advantage of the sun ... no special lamps for you.  And still, you began to grow! Each...

Sweet little bee, so industrious, so intense I expected you to fly away when I leaned in to take your picture. But you didn't. You kept "doing your thing" ... working ... burrowing your head ... sipping sweet nectar from the flower in the garden capturing Creation and...

I peered through the no-longer-existing wire fence, looked beyond the tall weeds and grass to the farmhouse that was beginning to tilt and thought “What stories that building could tell!” Like ... tales of a long-ago time when it stood tall and erect providing shelter...