On the edge of a lawn on County Road 42 in Fishers, New York is a seven foot pyramid built in 1959 to honor a man named Pabos. Pabos was a Basque explorer who traveled deep into the wilderness of North America only to die here 400 years ago on June 10, 1618, a little…
Now, looking through the slanting light of the morning windowtoward the mountain presence of everything that can bewhat urgency calls you to your one love?What shape waits in the seed of youto grow and spread its branchesagainst a future sky?Is it waiting in the fertile sea?In the trees beyond the house?In the life you can…
There’s a phenomenon in reading a great, page-turner of a book where you can’t finish a page fast enough. The pace of your reading accelerates and you blow through pages quickly, and suddenly you finish the book in a daze. You look up and hours have gone by in the blink of an eye and…
“I write because I want more than one life; I insist on a wider selection. It’s greed, plain and simple. When my characters join the circus, I’m joining the circus. Although I’m happily married, I spent a great deal of time mentally living with incompatible husbands.” — Anne Tyler “I read so I can live…
“Lord, let me live until I die.” – Will Rogers This is the kind of daily prayer or affirmation I can get behind. Said daily as I open my eyes to a new day. Let me live until I die is a bold stake in the ground to make the most of every moment. And…
Robert Rogers Robert Rogers was born in Methuen, Massachusetts – twenty minutes from where I currently live. His family moved to what was then the wilderness of Dunbarton, New Hampshire a few years later. Rogers is famous for leading a group of colonists in the French and Indian War. There are some who will point…