Program notes

I’m sharing my personal writing in three main places these days. I have a weekly newsletter where I write a short (~500 word) introductory essay about where I found beauty that week. The newsletter also includes links to five things…

A search engine in a trench coat.

I am not a Luddite. I don’t dislike technology – in fact, almost every dollar I have earned since 2003 or so has been made possible by the Internet, and you glorious people who inhabit it. I have a Google…

Not writing.

Type, type type… delete. Type, type type… delete. Type, type type… delete. For the last hour. I’ve been working on some negotiations the last few days that have been whipsawing back and forth, and as a result has dramatically affected…

A strange fate

In The Bitter Southerner, Silas House nails the strange fate of being a progressive Southerner (we’ll not quibble over whether Kentucky is the “real” south), where people love you but not people like you., where the people who taught you…

Being done.

I was talking to some friends tonight, and told them I was thinking about what it would be like to be done. Then I gave them this example. I own some cast iron cookware. But it’s to use – I’m…

Love as an ingredient.

Not far from my house is a restaurant. It’s sort of a deli, and they have sandwiches there, as well as pizza and salads. I first ate there with my parents, when we moved to Jackson. Dad wanted to share…

Introversion at conferences

I used to spend a fair amount of my life at conferences. Back when I was regularly asked to speak or, more often, lead breakout sessions, I would be at maybe ten of these things a year. But then I…

Mennonite on the move.

I’m in Greensboro, NC for the rest of the week for the bi-annual Mennonite Church USA convention, and I always feel a bit weird at things like this. I love my denomination, and I love what they stand for at…

I’m writing

Make the coffee, shuffle to the office, fire up the computer, because it is the morning, and that is when I write. I don’t really know what I’m writing about, but I’m writing. I’ve been on the road for four…

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