Author: Michael Stevens

…the present is the leaky palm of water that we skim from the swift, silent river slipping by…—Dana Gioia We often talk about being in the moment as if it is an actual place...

Have you ever made a promise? Have you broken a promise? What does it take to follow through on a promise? A vow is like a promise made from the depths of our hearts....

The notes of a Strauss waltz, emanating from stereo speakers, bounce around our small home, and we are enticed to engage the rhythm. Our 72-year-old bodies don’t seem to be as light on the...

This morning I awoke to see a strong wind blowing nearly horizontally, throwing a mixture of snow and rain into a chaotic fury. An hour later, the weather transitioned into a sparkling display of...

I want to write something uplifting for the season, but I made the mistake of listening to the news earlier. It was very depressing; children playing with the bones of human remains in the...

I wrote this on Friday the 13th and the day was rather uneventful. It is supposed to be unlucky, but I did not notice anything unusual. Actually, it was quite a nice day, albeit...

I am looking through a box of memorabilia and discover my grandfather’s fountain pens. They were handed down to my father and then to me. With a little loving care, the pens could be...

Central Oregon recently experienced a few days of freezing fog. It was so dense it created small local snowfalls, made the road surfaces quite slick, and prevented planes from landing at our regional airport....

I often muse about trees and their amazing resilience. They survive intense winds, rain, snow, hail and even lightning strikes. They do not complain, they simply bend with the energies present. There is a...

Below is a Hopi prophecy for our times. It felt right to quote the entire message… You have been telling people that this is the Eleventh Hour, now you must go back and tell...