June 22, 2017 There is a new clutch of baby squirrels in the garden, just recently arrived. A tiny tribe of four wild foragers, marauding the bird feeder and surrounding greenery with gleeful abandon. These same four, I’m quite sure, were raised in a nest on the roof above my bed, or more precisely, over my bedroom, in a space unable to be found from within the house, or from above, on the rooftop. An almost mythical space which seems to reside somewhere between the bedroom ceiling and the high ceiling’d livingroom rooftop. The sound of their night-time antics as they grew from helpless sightless newborns to adventurous young squirrel…

For the last three years I’ve been friends with a lovely ‘little old lady’ from southern California. I won’t go into all the sordid details of how this came about. Suffice to say, she found me, and at the time I was involved in work I thought might be helpful to her. She didn’t have a penny to her name, and we’ve never exchanged more than words and phone calls and endless reams of paper which supposedly ‘defined’ her position, but none the less, we have become friends. She thinks I’m very smart, and in some ways I am, but I am not smart enough to overcome the massive corruption…

This incredible and in-depth video is a very clear and direct statement to the people of the world who would care to know the truth about food and health. An absolute must watch movie for anyone with children and anyone who cares about their health. There is no excuse for anyone to be ignorant any longer of the dangers of processed foods and chemicals in our food, healthcare and dental industries. It is fascinating and revealing to consider, for instance, that the five companies behind genetically engineered and modified foods are not agricultural companies. Monsanto, DuPont, Bayer,Syngenta and Dow. They are all chemical companies. Finally, consider this sobering review of…

A Parable to remind us all Some years ago, I was confronted with a situation in which I had taken on the care and feeding of a young man who was not my own child, but the friend of one of my children. He was 17 and in the midst of a parental separation battle. He had been ‘left’ to live with his father in order to finish school where he had been with close friends and teachers for some time… But the father thing was not working out and he had been thrown to the streets by this man, who claimed to be his father. His mother, meantime, had…