The Little Things

“You need to let the little things that would ordinarily bore you suddenly thrill you.” (Andy Worhol) As the years of our commitment to listening approach a decade, this little thing we do – listen – is a perfect example of Worhol’s insight....

Each Step

Some of you may recognize the artwork above – the artist is Alex Grey. Alex and Alison Grey are both intensely creative and community oriented contemporary artists. I will admit to you that the first time I saw Alex’s work it didn’t appeal to me. A glossy print...

Look Me in the Eye

Today I had intended to write about the impact of modern devices, cellphone and tablets, on young people today (I know, that makes me feel very old) but as I wrote using the modern technology in front of me it not only seemed hypocritical, it is a topic far bigger...

Happy Are Those…

Julie F. handed a sheet of paper to me a week ago after we served a shift at BFS. On that sheet of paper was the quotation in the photo above. It reminded her of the volunteers at the LP – a generally happy and grateful bunch, if our recent annual retreat is any...

Don’t Forget Everything You Don’t Know

There is a song by John Prine called One Red Rose. The chorus repeats, What I never knew I never will forget. It is a song of love and the softening of grief. I have been listening to a cover of this song recently. Its simplicity touches me. Have you ever lost...

The Carnival

Most weeks as I prepare to send out our newsletter, I start by looking through picture after picture on the internet – often for a very long period of time. I may or may not have a sense of what I will be sharing, I just look at pictures. Even when I do have a...

As Seen and Heard from the Downtown Transit Center…

On Thurs I was sitting on one of the benches in the DTC and noticed this fellow looking into the bus station. I have seen him before. He stands out to me. I have not yet had the honor of being his listener. As it turned out, last Thurs I sat in the DTC for pop-up...

New Year, Renewed Perspective

When I first came across this picture I couldn’t figure out what was going on. I stared and stared. It just seemed wrong. The interesting thing about that is I have been talking with a friend about how I feel called to write a book on The Way of Failure, as I...

Holding delicate things…

Listening is delicate. Yet it is paradoxical because listening is also quite powerful. The value of being heard (empowered) is sometimes most noticeable when the opposite has taken place – when one hasn’t been heard at all. We are seeing the impact of what...