Fearing life

The genuine solitaries of life fear intimacy more than loneliness.

Marriages on their merit

With children no longer the universally accepted reason for marriage, marriages are going to have to exist on their own merit.

Symptoms of inner peace

Some signs and symptoms of inner peace: A tendency to think and act spontaneously rather than on fears based on past experiences An unmistakable ability to enjoy each moment. A loss of interest in judging other people. A loss of interest in interpreting the actions of others. A loss of interest in power and conflict….


There is no such thing as security. There never has been.

Why a good marriage will break your heart

Loving is not for the weak. We encourage people to love and desire their partner, never really realizing what we’re encouraging them to do. Desire involves wanting and longing. Who among us really wants to want? Who is ready to crave their partner, without the guarantee that the partner will always be there to satisfy…

Love dies

Love dies in contact with the impersonal and the anonymous.

Reflection on death and loss

Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow; I am a diamond’s glint on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain; I am the gentle autumn’s rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush, I am the swift uplifting…

A man’s ode to love and confusion

As a man I need a woman Whom I can control And Who will challenge Me So I won’t be Bored A woman who will also Worship my wisdom And stimulate my mind And be a brilliant Conversationalist and attractive So I will look Good But Not too attractive Or I will feel Threatened And…

A woman’s ode to love and confusion

As a Woman I Need a Man Who is strong So I will feel Secure But If he is too strong I will feel Controlled So I must need a man Who is passive And then I will feel In control But I can’t respect someone I can control And he will not be Sexually…

Three Passions that Make Life Worth Living

Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds, have blown me hither and thither, in a wayward course, over a deep ocean of anguish, reaching to the very verge of despair.  I…

Love is not a stone

Love doesn’t just sit there like a stone. It has to be made like bread; remade all the time, made new.