Musings

By Sean Dietrich Hey. It’s me again. I’m sure you’re busy, I just wanted to say hello. How are things? How’s the fishing up there? I thought about you today. I remembered how you used to point your truck in one direction, and drive dirt roads that led nowhere, your...

By Rev. Pete Hyde The mid-morning crowd at the Café Du Monde was lined up outside the door.  We took our beignets, buried in powdered sugar, to a park bench overlooking the Mississippi River. It was a beautiful, crisp morning. I turned away from the view of the river to look...

My Mother Taught Me My mother taught me sunshine, And laughter as a way. She showed to me the beauty, In a dark and cloudy day. My mother taught me courage, She’d learned throughout the years, And how to smile brightly, Amidst the falling tears. My mother taught me Jesus, And how to look to Him. Now in troubled waters, I’m...

In few arenas is contentiousness more prevalent than in politics. I was heartened to read this piece in Time magazine, where U.S. Senator Orrin Hatch (R-UT) shared, “I’m grateful for the late Senator Ted Kennedy (D-MA), who taught me that the bonds of friendship are stronger than any partisan pull. When...

GOOD By Sean Dietrich It’s early. I am on the road this morning. I stopped for breakfast at McDonald’s. I know the food’s not good for me, but Egg McMuffins and I have a long history. There’s a man here with his daughter. They’re in the booth behind me. He talks to...

10 Ways to Shift Your Mood Feeling moody? It happens to us all. One minute we are flying high and happy, and the next we can be ready to scream. And if you are not accepting your emotions or feelings, and instead you are burying them behind sugar, booze or...

A Lotus Life by Lauren Catanese We all have been given an incredible opportunity. A chance to create, build, manifest, dream, achieve, heal and grow. We have been blessed with the sensational and magical gift of life. What will you do with yours? At the end of the day it...

By Rev. Pete Hyde There was something different about that particular morning.  When I awoke, I could not put my finger on it, but something was different, something was missing.  As I got ready to face another day, I dismissed the wonderings and went about my day, soon forgetting about...

Float A singularity I float alone, in the water that you're all reeling Staying afloat only by my talent to scope a feeling I can cope with 1,000 blows to break a single ceiling Glass chandeliers and Champaign sipped in bad taste We celebrate the death of a mad man on word that was...

By Sean Dietrich A crowded restaurant. I’m eating breakfast with my mother and sister. The newest addition to our family is here, too. My niece. She’s a toddler with reddish hair and the face of a renaissance cherub. Right now, she’s in a highchair, eating crayons, pooping her britches. She’s...