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    High School Sports Hall of Fame

    There is an underlying reality to our lives that is always present but can only be seen clearly through the eyes of time.  It is a reality in which no one else can claim because it is our own to grasp. It is the individual story of our lives. For no one has breathed the air meant for us.  No one has walked our footsteps.  Although there will always be similarities to the experiences of our lives, there will never be complete symmetry.  Our lives are exclusively ours.  They are ours to learn from.  To own.  To live. I recently went home for a short but humble visit back to…

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    Finding Freedom

    I recently read an article suggesting that people over 70 feel more content and are happier now than at any other point.  Some of the reasons proposed were more free time to do what they enjoyed, such as hobbies and spending time with family and friends.  Other reasons suggested worrying less and not caring what other people think anymore. What freedom. You have the freedom to do what you want and with whom you want to, and more importantly, you experience interior freedom while doing it. I am a few years from 70, well 30 to be exact in September, but I long for the interior freedom that this study…

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    Year Two

    And just like that, the second year has come and gone. It is hard to believe that we have called Switzerland home for two years. This year was an incredible year of travel (5 different countries), many great family visits, and tremendous growth and experiences for our two boys. Although much has remained the same from our first year (here is a link to that list), namely, the beauty of the country, the balanced pace of life, and especially making sure that we always have 2 CHF on us at all times for the WC, things have changed a bit during our second year—things that you can never foresee or…

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    Domodossola, Italy

    On a whim, I took a 7:35 am train from Bern, Switzerland, to Domodossola, Italy.  The one-and-a-half-hour train ride is beautiful down through the Bernese Alps.  Although it was cloudy and a bit foggy on the Switzerland side of the Alps, the sun was shining as soon as we crossed through the tunnel and came out into Italy. Domodossola is a quaint little town in northern Italy with a beautiful old section. Once you arrive at the station, it is a quick 5-10-minute walk up the main street before you reach the side street that leads to the old section. Once you make your way into the main piazza in…

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    The Image

    (The picture is inside of the Duomo di San Martino Cathedral in Lucca, Italy) There is an image that gives me comfort,I love it with every ounce of my being.Like a teddy bear or a blanket,I grip it tightly and bury my thoughts into its disturbing appearance.I have been drawn to its presence all of my life,I love this image with every ounce of my being. There is an image that I resist,I despise it with every ounce of my being.Like a teddy bear or a blanket,I am drawn to the comfort that I feel in my avoidance,I am addicted to the smile that is birthed when I dismiss it,I am…

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    The Story of Paris

    There is something about the telling of a story that captures our imagination. It could be the anticipation of discovering the plot and then feeling the excitement of watching it unfold.  Or maybe the landscapes, culture, and time frame in which the story takes place allow us to enter these places just for a moment.  Yet, above all else, it seems the characters themselves arrest us the most.  Their personalities. Their virtues. Their vices.  Their achievements and their failures.  We love the characters because, deep down, we know that we are taking part in our own stories.  Therefore, we imagine ourselves within their roles because maybe we need to escape,…

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    The Gray

    For as long as I can remember, I have wanted to be older.  Maybe it comes from my tendency to avoid the present, or maybe it is a desire for what I view to be simpler times ahead.  Either way, I often think about what my life might be like 30 to 40 years from now. Turning another year older over the weekend brought me physically closer to this reality, but it hasn’t extinguished the desire. In some ways, celebrating my birthday has only further ignited my passion for simplicity. A passion to be at peace within the gray. If we pay attention to our souls, growing older forces us…

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    Feeling the Falls

    Photos were taken at Trümmelbach Falls in Lauterbrunnen, Switzerland.  They are considered to be the largest underground waterfalls in Europe. Growing up, I remember thinking that my tendency to be introspective was a deficiency, almost a sign of weakness.  So much so that in certain circles, especially when participating in sports, I often felt less masculine.  I had bought into the “men don’t feel, men don’t cry, men don’t show emotion” mantra.  I remember feeling like I always had to turn off my thoughts but never could.  As a result, my natural tendencies to feel and think brought about many insecurities. I am less insecure about it today, but I…

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    Love Is

    We use love in many of our sayings. We attach love to all kinds of emotions and feelings. We believe we love others when we are satisfied with how we order them into our world. We do these things believing we know what love is. We do these things believing we are in control. It is natural to try to control the very thing we desire most because, in some ways, we want to believe that having control will make us safe and secure.  Safe from pain and free from feeling empty. But somehow, we know better.  Deep down, we know that love can’t be caught and controlled.  Instead, it…