Author name: Deborah Adele

My spouse and I recently attended a driving safety class.  During the class, the instructor compared a car designed in 1959 and a car designed today.  The 1959 car was well-built, but it was not built with safety in mind.  In fact, many people died in cars of that era, including my husband’s father at […]

I’ve been thinking a lot about chicken hearts.  Well, one in particular I heard about in a lecture many years ago.  There was an experiment done with the heart of a chicken, mind you, just the heart, to see if it could be kept beating after there was no body or brain that went with

Do you know that around $389 billion dollars will be spent on advertising this year?  These dollars will be spent to tell us exactly what we need to improve our lives.  They will be spent to tell us what we need to change, how to change it, improve it, or fix it.  These dollars will

Having recently celebrated my 75th birthday, my granddaughter Ashly suggested I share some of what I have learned in three quarters of a century. It has proved a more challenging process than I first thought.   I could  write about the events and experiences that have shaped me.  Strangely that is a different exercise that sharing

It’s done. The results are in. Some of us are elated; some of us are devastated. This is what is now. What strikes me as I reflect on the U.S. election and the aftermath of analysis, reactions, and opinions flooding my inbox, is that, for every one of us on a spiritual path, our practice

Have you ever had a long day, gratefully crawled into bed for a good night’s sleep, only to encounter a mosquito buzzing your ears?  And it seemed to be a mosquito that evaded all attempts at annihilation?  I have.  And in my experience, a perfectly wonderful night’s sleep was anything but wonderful.   How does one

A granddaughter recently shared with me the story of spilled coffee.  It went something like this:  You are holding a cup of coffee in your hand.  Someone bumps into you, and the coffee spills.  Did the coffee spill, or did the contents of the cup spill?  That is the deeper question of this story. In

It is easy to feel anxiety and uncertainty in a world that seems unstable; with these feelings come a sense of helplessness and lack of direction.  What are we to do?  What can we do? I am reminded of a statement by Thomas Edward Lawrence in which he asserts: “All [humans] dream, but not equally.