Steps

The visual image from my walk past the Royal Theatre lingers.  I could feel a sense of arbitrariness, of being forced...

The small venue was known for its brunch dishes.  On the day I chose to indulge, I found myself staring at...

In the build-up to a major sporting event, I found myself texting with others I knew would be watching.  Amid the...

As I walked towards dinner on a small pedestrian street in a European city, one neon sign stood out.  I stopped,...

The bakery display caught my eye.  In my mind’s eye, I was enjoying a fresh raisin scone with a hot drink.  This...

I had an opportunity to formally worship Divinity recently.  I did not have any affiliation with the community, the languages they...

As the quest for a good cup of coffee got serious, my Google Maps app kept pointing me to Buddy...

Some think that their stuff does not stink.  I have never forgotten when a friend shared his initial reaction to our...

As I considered the tagged wall, listening in my mind to a friend who is no longer with me, I...

In a small village, restaurant signage caught my eye.  “Good food makes…”. It is a clever sign.  I stopped, read, reflected, and...