What quirk, pique, or perversity led him to blow it — on purpose — he many never know. But it hasn’t stopped him asking.
A return to Star Island on the Isle of Shoals calls forth a new response: hiding out on vacation.
A man with critical deadlines finds himself in a bad position… the fetal position.
Keeping help at bay — and keeping score — are fine as far as they go but… that’s not very far.
One man vows to break the cycle.
A few days in a whale’s belly gives a man perspective. Running, hiding… it’s no use.
There’s no escape, from you.
It’s time to get the hell off this island, back home, to her. Now, how to effect a rescue?
Another tool, of course.
Matt Coddington
A sudden impulse, an intentional crash and burn. Who knows what motivated a yuong man on the verge of winning to deliberately chuck it? One person who wants to know is the man himself. Sixty years on, the search for an answer continues,.
If nothing else, few days of hard thinking in a whale’s belly gives a man perspective. If there’s one thing Jonah learned in there it’s this: you can run but you can’t hide from your responsibilities for long. The author, well, the author can relate.
Some grief can furnish a room. Others are too deep to even open the door to. For one man, it wasn’t grief alone didn’t drive him into hiding. It was the loving need of a concerned community to ask — over, and over, and over again. — “How is your wife?”
Twenty five years of summer sojourns on the Isle of Shoals, off the coast of Maine, rendered an ethos about the meaning and purpose of hiding as a means to either enlightenment or its antithesis.
Twenty five years of summer sojourns on the Isle of Shoals, off the coast of Maine, rendered an ethos about the meaning and purpose of hiding as a means to either enlightenment or its antithesis.
The MDI President muses on the value and meaning of caring. For loved ones. For their loved ones. For strangers. When caring for humanity, it seems, one’s own may be found in the process.
Most gifts, though heartfelt, end up on a shelf collecting dust. But thanks to modern tech and the passion of a songster-in-the-rough, music is emerging as the gift that keeps on singing.
The final chapter of the shipwreck saga.It’s time to get the hell off this island! But how to signal the passing ship? The bonfire’s not getting it done so…ah! A mirror should do the trick!
Intentions have created a life of fitness, of showing up on time, and of being useful. But one critical intention hasn’t — yet — panned out. Will that intention yet pave the road to heaven? Or will it lead to…
When leaders allow themselves to lose touch with those they lead, they may cease to be leaders at all. They may, as the French politician Ledru-Rollin may have suggested, find themselves sayiing, “there go my people. I must find out where they are going so I can lead them.”
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