Nowness, is there truth and wisdom to be found in the now?
Is shame a good thing or a tool of oppression?
Are the stories we tell ourselves true?
Perhaps, like Gideon, we fleece the Lord, looking for it to be wet one day and dry on another day. The fleece I find is afire but is not consumed. Will no one else turn aside and look at this great sight?
Living while containing Covid is a paradox. What's the good path?
Racism is neither good nor equitable. An exploration.
What motivates you and me? Is it the lofty goals of Aristotle and Pascal? Perhaps not.
What is wisdom?