Barbara Swander Miller
Honoring the journey in everyday life
Category: Travel
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Fill the Aegean Blue ripples shimmering with silver ridges, rolling away toward the Sun that brightens the palest azure horizon mesmerize me. My exposed skin browns with freckles, moistened by the late summer rays that burn in the cerulean sky. Those Aegean sailors bound for Troy, fiercely loyal or stupidly tricked by a sailor much…
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Ants have been harassing me. For a week or so before our big trip west, a couple of times when I sat on the couch in the evenings, I felt a little tickle on my arm or leg. When I glanced down, I saw a big, fat black carpenter ant moseying along my bare skin.…
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Politics, health care, or sanctuary. Wide open deserts where no one will impede on personal choices, potential opportunities that hint at millions, or family reunions– even weddings! People have flocked to sunny California for countless reasons. One of the most compelling reasons to return to California is its gorgeous landscapes. So varied and so magnificent!…
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Have you seen X lately? Some people complain about riding in a car on vacation. They groan when they hear about the time it will take to get to where the vacation begins. They’d much rather hop a flight and be at their destination in what seems a trice. I suspect they may be suffering…
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This week, I’ve been in Kentucky on a silent, unprogrammed retreat at the Abbey of Our Lady of Gethsemani. Trappist monks have lived here in silence since 1848, their charge to worship God and welcome visitors in the Benedictine tradition. Gethsemani Abbey is well known as the former home of the contemplative monk and writer…
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As the wife of a gun expert in a previous life, I know that some triggers are set off with barely a brush, while others practically require a fat-fingered tug. In recent years, though, a trigger has become more than a mechanical device that initiates an explosive action on a firearm, as they were in…
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But did Christmas leave? I imagine God enjoys a good belly laugh. Over the past three weeks, I spent sixteen fabulous days on a cruise to Hawaii. Five days in port left eleven sea days to and from LA, more than we’ve ever had. That was a major attraction for my husband, but more of…
