Mentors

This week, I plan to visit with friends and former colleagues at Notre Dame Preparatory School in Towson, Maryland. Specifically, I have a meeting with members of the Guidance Department tasked with reformulating an online mentoring program, with which I was...

Rocks, Gravel, Sand and Water

Years ago, I received a forwarded email about a time-management story – did you get that one, too? Speaking to business students, the time-management expert used an illustration. He put fist-sized rocks in a large-mouth mason jar, and then, asking if it was full...

Greetings

As spring creeps up the mountainside to greet us at Vanaprastha, I think about the various ways we say hello and goodbye. A handshake or clasp, palms together as in prayer, a salute or touch, asking, “How are you?” or “Have you eaten?” or in parting, “Until next time”...

Where food comes from

Another weekend outing to Davis Creek Farm found us picking up a half hog, patting the mixed-breed hounds and chatting with young farmer Adam again. “Most people don’t understand where food comes from,” Adam said. “One time I was selling chickens at the Farmers’...

Store or Grow

In the spring of 2010, Keith and I walked the mountain land with our contractor, marking the driveway and house site with an eye towards preserving the venerable oaks of the forest. Our minds envisioned a beautiful completed scene and pondered future projects: a bit...