I reactivate this blog, and Michael dies. Yesterday, I was all pumped up about creativity and possibility. I was infused with enthusiasm, drunk on inspiration and the power of the Spirit. Today, Michael died. I am bewildered by what happened: how can a man who wrote about his change of luck, whose last article was about finding a new safe...

Reactivating the blog, which has taken me through the maze of remembering my password, changing the email (because they thought they’d sent me an email to an address that I couldn’t remember ever having set up – no chance I’d remember the password to THAT) and re-familiarizing myself with how to add a new post. Take a...

What happens when you facilitate a group of writers who have experienced homelessness? You learn. You learn things that you – by which I mean me – would otherwise never know. The main thing I’ve learned is that homelessness can befall any of us. Our immense creativity will not keep us out of homelessness. Our love of God,...

First, an earring went missing. Just the one earring, not the pair, which made no sense. Yet, when the model stepped from the runway and whirled into the dressing room, laughing and delighted at the success of the show—there was the singleton earring. Gordon’s Jewelers, the store showing the earrings, was upset that an expensive piece of...