In Praise of a Wasted Day

Our lives are directed by to-do lists and calendars and productivity apps. I don’t wake with the sun but with a clock. And the things invented in this world to serve me have become my masters. Sometimes, I fear that I have mistaken crossing something off my list for life. Because the point of life is not to be productive.

The First Word Ever: A Journal Reflection

for forty yearsthe sheets of white paper havepassed under my hands and I have tried     to improve their peacefulemptiness putting downlittle curls little shaftsof letters words     little flames leaping "Forty Years,” by Mary Oliver Writing really is amazing. Somehow these squiggly lines convey information that has allowed humanity to rise out of the field and …