Leave The Children Alone … Men, Be Good Men

http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2013/mar/14/obama-transparency-podesta-sunshine-week   My heart truly goes out to the countless goodhearted, wise, godly, Catholics  … angry and saddened … for fellow-Catholics who have been sexually abused by Catholic priests / nuns.  Another story in the news: victims of sexual abuse, perpetrated upon by Catholic priests, get a settlement (Seattle). *”The Archdiocese of Seattle … to pay […]

Bear Conflict … Resolution???

I was not looking for any trouble.  ‘Serious.  But, I did try to sneak one in … through the wildlife neighborhood.  Tuesday nights I get the trash ready for the pickup on Wednesday morning.  Throughout the winter I brought out the heavy-lidded containers Tuesday night, with a great appreciation for this “hibernation” thing that bears […]

Winning Battles, Men

Don’t worry.  You are tougher than hell.  There is a substance within you that makes the demons tremble.  True, they mess with you.  They mess with me, too.  That is one reason conflict happens.  If the battle gets bloody, that’s okay.  You will listen to your heart, and the wisdom that belongs to you.  You may […]

Forgiveness: It is NOT “Cut-&-Dry”

In the thick of a writing session, working on a dialog, I took (what I thought was) a wrong direction … For me, this is part of the writing life.  Sometimes its decent; sometimes its crap. Two guys have a fairly well-established friendship of six to seven years.  Time rolls on, and they stay in […]

A Man Laments; Then He Hopes

Several . . .   winters ago, standing on my merciless, hellishly steep, snowed-in driveway, I screamed a yawp of rage and defiance:   I DON’T KNOW HOW TO DO THIS ! !  (Picture of John Belushi) (http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/252/49135.jpg It’s a 90-foot driveway, dangerous,  slippery, curving.  Once or twice a year I get fed up with […]

Remembrance of 11, September, 2001

The grief, the thankfulness, both happening in a place where the choices are made … to NOT forget the attack on the U.S., September 11, 2001. That morning I walked into the men’s shelter I worked at, the chapel, and stood with a group of guys I worked with, looking up at the huge screen […]