About three weeks ago, I saw in my mind a picture of a lion’s paw, and someone was pulling a thorn out of the paw. I’ve been pondering this: who is the lion? who pulled the thorn? I mulled this over and shared it with my small group,

I love to garden and I find that it has a marvelous way of being the perfect tonic at the perfect time. Sometimes it’s an opportunity to be fully engaged just with the work of my hands, a welcome respite from thinking thinking thinking. Other times, insights and solutions