Opinion & Reviews

A colleague of mine once said something that stayed with me since. When her parents died, and their siblings died, she said ‘we’re moving to the front line’. The battle metaphor was not lost on me.

As teachers and seekers, Nicole and I recognize Nature’s invitation to walk on her land, to draw meaning from her power. To create poetry from her spirit. With a knowing glint in her eye, Nicole explains that we don’t have to comprehend the mysteries of nature or the meaning of every word, we just need to read a poem to connect with our creative energy and find “understanding in the space between the words.”

This is one of the more intriguing nutrition papers I've read this year. It identifies a biologically plausible mechanism linking dietary amino acid availability to immune surveillance.

Old family records can tell us where our ancestors lived, when they married and where they were buried. They may offer dates, addresses and names written in fading ink. What they cannot always tell us is what those people feared, whom they loved or how it felt to leave Ireland and begin again in Cleveland. Local author Ashley Herzog has spent much of the past decade filling in those spaces. Her newest historical novel

To have massive crowds descend and take over Belfast, the second largest city on the island of Ireland, the center of Loyalist tradition and identity for the celebration of Gaelic culture is akin to “When Pigs Fly.”  It is truly one of the most hopeful fruits to be reaped from the historic Good Friday Agreement. More than any political polling, election results, posturing, speechifying, flag waving, the fact that over five thousand musicians, dancers from over 22 countries and competition in 180 categories honoring Irish culture and traditions performed for hundreds of thousands of revelers is truly extraordinary. Natives of Belfast were left gobsmaked by the success.