The Clouds Upon our Land There are times, especially when I feel under compulsion to write, when I am being led to think and feel and understand those things which trouble me deeply, and which to me, are wide and profound in their implications, that a certain degree of dread yet peace begins to...
The Fact that Pizza was Still Being Baked in Kyiv! Про те, що піцу ще пекли в Києві! *** My friend, Matt, who writes a travel blog for his business, traveled to Ukraine and Kyiv where he “live blogged” about his trip. In Kyiv, he visited a seminary to visit a long-time friend of his from Los...
Are There No Clouds in the Sky Above Russia? Чи немає хмар на небі над Росією? I love watching clouds, I always have, because they are beautiful, because they are silent, because they are in motion with the breath of the wind, the breathing of the earth, and because they dissipate, vanish, and...
https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/322586 Panel with Striding Lion Art, great art, may be great because of the artistic excellence, because of its timeless beauty, because of its historical significance, or because of what it says to and about us today. This art object, created...
A Few Days Ago, I Took My Mail-in Ballot to the Post Office A few days ago, I took my mail-in ballot to my local post office, more than a week ahead of the actual deadline to vote by mail. As I walked out of the post office after carefully depositing my mail-in ballot in the inside mail slot – a...
One of Many Ruins of Abbeys …and forever, it seemed, he always felt a touch of melancholy in the late afternoon and early evening, perhaps always regretting the waning of the light, of the golden light of the lowering sun, a fading that reminded his mind and heart over and over, that the day, that...
I Only Wanted to Live I have read many books on the Holocaust, but this book is unique and important in many ways. Written a few years ago entirely by the author, now in his eighties, the book is based on his memories of the Holocaust as a boy between the ages of about seven through...
A Tale of Two Signs, of Two Minds and Hearts, of Two Paths & Perhaps a Cautionary Tale *** One afternoon some months ago, I took my weekly extended walk, a path of about three and half miles, and as I traveled through my neighborhood and wended my way through the side streets and cul-de-sacs,...