Remember when I started The Secret Messages Project? It was New Year’s Day and my heart was cold — almost frozen, in fact — but I knew that if I could fill my city with kind words I might be able to feel the warmth of that kindness. (That’s how it works, you know.) So I […]
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Thirty Wishes for my City: Day Thirty
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * I don’t know how I came up with the idea; I just know that for me, it […]
A Prayer, Left in a Rose Garden Where Nothing is Blooming: Day Twenty-Nine
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * The other day, while I’m sitting at my desk at work, I write a prayer. When it […]
A Hint of What’s to Come: Day Twenty-Eight
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * Today, I thought I’d do something different and tease you a little bit… I’m just three days away […]
One Simple Little Message, Left in Lake Spring Park: Day Twenty-Seven
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * Sometimes, the simplest messages say it best. Which is why I show up at Lake Spring Park […]
An Offering, Left in the Amphitheater at Elmwood Park: Day Twenty-Six
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * Yesterday I park my car downtown, on Franklin, and walk toward Elmwood Park, in a sunlit avenue of […]
A Secret Message for a Special Someone, Left on a Rooftop Overlook: Day Twenty-Five
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * If you’ve been reading this blog for awhile, you know I have a conflicted relationship with the […]
A Question, Left by a Brook in Garst Mill Park: Day Twenty-Four
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * I find a new park today — a small one, hugging close to a silver ribbon of […]
A Promise of Warmer Days, Left at the Ballpark: Day Twenty-Three
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * Today, as I write this, sleet patters my windows, and the cold moves through the house like […]
A One-Word Invitation, Chalked on an Abandoned Railroad Track: Day Twenty-Two
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * I stumbled over a set of abandoned railroad tracks today — the weeds grown high between the […]
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