I LISTEN for Returning Feet. In the early 1970’s I was part of a music duo who played and sang in coffeehouse settings for grocery money. In 1971 we won the annual all university talent show at Marquette University with a medley of songs.
There is a deep connection between authentic leadership and spirituality. Simply put true leadership consists of navigating untried, difficult, contentious, troubled or simply new waters.
There is a constant song of beauty that weaves its melody through the magic and mystery of life. It’s harmony resonates in each soul uniquely into a universal song of hope and longing.
The touch of an Ohio fall is reaching more fully into life. It for me is always bittersweet as the long days of summer and lots of golf and beach time give way to the crispness and brevity and the beauty of a season’s change.
To you dear Maine I sadly bid farewell. Once again your shores comfort even the most troubling of souls. Your rocky coast bespeaks your strength. Your well worn sands have supported many a searcher’s sojourn. Your rolling seas teach us humility.
Absolutely everything is a gift! The beauty of the fall is fading, golf is becoming more infrequent, time at the shore is gone. The morning noise…aka news tries to tell us of all the world’s woes.
Played a chilling round of golf today with my OFC (Old Farts Club) golf buddies. For nearly 20 years now we have played 2-2 1/2 rounds per week from St. Patrick’s Day through Thanksgiving.
