Target Practice

Between the two extremes, of virtue: vice and vice There lies a point supreme, heroic effort be the price. It stands to reason that this point is quite a moving target To know just how and when to act is difficult, gosh darn it!!

It All Hangs In The Balance

In the 12 steps, we call it “living in the grey”, in the Catholic Church, it’s called the “narrow road”. Aristotle called it the “Golden Mean”. Balance. The chiseling work of the interior life, of developing a life of virtue. It’s funny how different religions, philosophies, manners of thinking, can all be saying the same

Interior Vertigo

Have you ever tried to find that perfect balance spot In which a balance board doesn’t teeter, tilt or drop? I can tell you that in trying, I repeatedly do fall The board drops down and hits the ground And gravity applauds. This tendency to dip, to the right or to the left Concupiscence, the

Letting Go

I’m restless, defenseless, no one understands When stuck in this torment, I can’t comprehend. Thoughts racing, resentment, I’m angry and sad I’m wrestling with both what is and what had. My mind in the clutch of the Dangerous Foe Who hisses, then nudges, then screams, “Don’t let go!” “Take a stand with demands, these people

Friendship, Loyalty, Love

The Claddagh ring. In existence since the 17th century, belongs to a group of rings called, fede rings, derived from the Italian phrase, “mani in fede”, meaning “hands joined in faith”.  The gesture of clasping hands goes back to the times of Ancient Rome where it was indicative of an exchange of vows. A powerful