‘Rage against the dying of the light…’

You’re familiar with this poem by Dylan Thomas, aren’t you? My friend Dylan was speaking metaphorically, the dying light was the end of life. At this time of year, the end of summer, I just rage against the loss of light. Each year I get cranky in the fall because the days get shorter. It… Continue reading ‘Rage against the dying of the light…’

Casting stones

I started a new job recently, and a woman who works near me said something that I’m having an emotional reaction to. She said, during a lunch conversation, that “it is a sin to hide in your life, to waste your time on this earth being by yourself.” No really, she said that. She first… Continue reading Casting stones