Pigeon, Just a Pigeon

I was listening to someone today. It felt pretty ordinary. I didn’t consider it ‘listening’ at first. It was conversational. Simple. Ordinary, even.  Until I was stunned. Stunned awake. Still, it was a simple moment. We had been talking about...

Refining Fires

I worked in a foundry many years ago. In all the years, and all the jobs, since then working at the foundry remains my favorite. There is something stilling and quieting about being around the noise of industrial production and the element of fire, molten...

Reflections on Solstice

The Summer Solstice: Standing Still I’m writing this newsletter on the day of summer solstice, June 21st. I notice a lot of my friends in the Lower 48 aren’t as familiar with this observance, but here in AK, we luxuriate in the apex of the long of hours of...

Support

Every once in a while I get curious about a word’s etymology. Just the other day I was wondering about support. At first I was wondering about the times in my life that I stubbornly resisted, turn away, support offered by others. And the opposite, too –...

What Contributes to Your Way of Listening?

Per usual, I began this letter today by combing through free stock photos for blogs. With no idea in mind… simply waiting to be taken by an image… I stumbled across this Pantone 578 mug. I spent many years operating an offset printing press and Pantone was...

Still and Quiet

Today I want to thank you all for that moment, that still and quiet moment, just before you put your name on the calendar and commit to a shift. Choosing to take a shift – choosing to take a moment out of our full and busy lives in order to make ourselves...