As I write these words, Winter is having its last gasp. Fat white flakes swirl, caught in the golden cones streaming from the streetlights. Once again — when we’re all hungering so fiercely for Spring — the world erases itself into white. And yet: Winter cannot last. If you’re finding that hard to believe today, please know that I dug […]
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Flashback: An Invitation to Look Again …
Just over a year ago, I posted this little story. I stumbled across it again yesterday, and it still feels thick with magic, mystery, and fearless everyday wonder. Enjoy, friends … * This is how it happens: I am out shopping, late Sunday afternoon, when I see on the shelves a little oval mirror that hangs […]
Flashback: Truth, Chalked on a Stone by the Roanoke River
Yesterday’s post has me thinking about the mercy of near-misses, and the grace of second chances. I originally published the following words and the accompanying photograph on January 7, 2015, as part of the Secret Messages Project, and it seemed right to share it with you once more. Wherever you are when you read these words — […]
Kind Graffiti: the Art of Seeing (& Sharing) Beauty
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 […]
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 […]
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