Channels of wisdom and folly…born anew each day
New channels of wisdom are born anew each day…as are new channels of folly.
The trick is choosing between the two.
–Janet Grace Riehl
New channels of wisdom are born anew each day…as are new channels of folly.
The trick is choosing between the two.
–Janet Grace Riehl
Between December 6th to January 7, Riehlife goes on holiday as Janet travels to Ghana, a place she lived and worked for several years in the 1970s. This trip will be far more simple than her August trip to Southern Africa. Because I’ll only be staying in two locations, I’ll be taking a few more…
In his 1959 poem, Langston Huges asked: “What happens to a dream deferred?” Although Langston did not live to see the first fulfillment of that dream as last night the nation elected its first black man to the presidency by a landslide of electoral votes, one cannot help that imagine that somewhere up there in…
I’ve been a woman about town these last few days. The dictionary defines this phrase as: A sophisticated and socially active woman who frequents fashionable places. Well, I can dream, can’t I? FREE–Thursday night I attended the Missouri History Museum’s Community Cinema Series to view “Taking Root: The Vision of Wangari Naathai.” (See post) FREE–Friday?…
HAPPY SURPRISES I made a deal with our tour leader: “If I’m not there for an outing, don’t wait longer than 10 minutes. I will never not be okay. There’s no trouble I can get into that I can’t get out of. I will never be late for a ferry, yacht, bus, or plane. Rest…
It seems that humans, in order to deal with the mass of humanity they encounter, need to organize the masses by reverting to labeling people through identity. I don’t know if this is genetic or a learned behavior (clearly the details are very much learned), but it is the root of much of the problems…
February is here, that month of hearts burning to burnish romantic love relationships. What if February became a month celebrating all types of love? Why not send Valentine’s cards to everyone, not just our sweetie, as we used to do in grade school? Ernest Dempsey, a.k.a. Karim Khan, our Man from Pakistan, sent me the…