The Tiffany Tunnel of Life

I love language.  I love words and their use. Sometimes my brain, however, takes the written word and weaves new application; both reading and misreading a phrase.  I recently enjoyed a mystery: “Still Life” by Louise Penny. In this book takes place in a small village in Canada.  In it she used a phrase, “Tiffany tunnel”, to…

The Hubris of (Imagined) Control

It was probably something someone said.. or it was my own thoughts bouncing around – but I started thinking about my desire to control (people, places, things, outcomes – you name it.)  I usually talk myself away from that cliff; I have been “in the rooms” for a while now and I know that down…