Suffering requires the peeling away of the illusions we have about reality. Reality is the constant. Reality doesn’t change. What changes through our life’s experiences is the stripping away of our illusions about reality.  In the process, we need to be left with reality; not with illusions about it.

It occurred to me that, at a certain point in one’s life, you go from crafting your own originality in your earlier younger years to being concerned about being trapped by that originality years later. It’s as if the early originality becomes your personal prison if you can’t break free of it later. The French cuffs and [...]

To the extent our fingerprint is a manifestation of our individual identity, so too can we think of the the universe as God’s fingerprint.  The universe is the fingerprint of who God is and how God manifests: in science, in math, in art, in music, in language, in human evolution, and in all their components and derivations. [...]

A Few Introductory Comments Jordan, just out of the 9th grade, is in a summer composition program at Lake Highland.  He was asked, as his opening assignment, to write an essay on a topic which affected him personally. He wrote it, and after it was finished, he asked me if I would read it. I [...]

Take a look at the little clip that I attached from an old episode of Petticoat Junction a friend of mine sent me a short while ago. I hadn’t thought of Petticoat Juncton for decades, to put it mildly. However, I remember it so very well today. I remember convincing Mom and Dad from time [...]

Interestingly enough, the bleak situation in Greece has diverted attention somewhat from the recession and focused it instead on the overall role of debt at the governmental level. The European Union (EU), sharing a common currency (Euro), in conjunction with other international funding sources like the International Monetary Fund (IMF), will be required to pony up a [...]

When I sit out here tonight, I’m reminded of the hitchhiking trip Dave Strobel and I took from Notre Dame to New Orleans for our spring break 1970. It was a long time ago, of course. And yet, as I sit on the dock and feel the air tonight, I feel the exact same sensation. [...]