POEM: “Unison Benediction,” by May Sarton

POEM: “Unison Benediction,” by May Sarton

Return to the most human, nothing less will nourish the torn spirit, the bewildered heart, the angry mind: and from the ultimate duress, pierced with the breath of anguish, speak of love. Return, return to the deep sources, nothing less will teach the stiff hands a...
Poem: “Good Bones,” by Maggie Smith

Poem: “Good Bones,” by Maggie Smith

Life is short, though I keep this from my children. Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways, a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways I’ll keep from my children. The world is at least fifty percent terrible, and that’s a...
Happy Birthday To . .  Abby & Ann

Happy Birthday To . . Abby & Ann

July 4, 1918 Abigail Van Buren “People who fight fire with fire usually end up with ashes.” July 4, 1918 Ann Landers “Keep in mind that the true measure of an individual is how he treats a person who can do him absolutely no...
Compassion Here! This Week in SATX

Compassion Here! This Week in SATX

The interns for @ValeroEnergy rock! They came in to volunteer at the Food Bank, and boxed more than 67,000 meals  for seniors in need. We publish this compassion news roundup every Wednesday. If you want to get the news sooner, follow us on Twitter @compassionNET1....
Poem: “Of History and Hope,” by Miller Williams

Poem: “Of History and Hope,” by Miller Williams

We have memorized America, how it was born and who we have been and where. In ceremonies and silence we say the words, telling the stories, singing the old songs. We like the places they take us. Mostly we do. The great and all the anonymous dead are there. We know...
Happy Birthday To . .  David & Diana

Happy Birthday To . . David & Diana

July 1, 1912 David Brower “When people say, ‘You’re not being realistic,’ they’re just trying to tag some thoughts that they can’t otherwise handle.” July 1, 1961 Princess Diana “Carry out a random act of kindness, with...
POEM: “Bear in Mind,” by John Martin

POEM: “Bear in Mind,” by John Martin

A bear is chasing me through a meadow and I’m running as fast as I can but he’s gaining on me—it seems he’s always gaining on me. I’m running and running but also thinking I should just turn around and say, “Stop it! Stop chasing me. We both know you aren’t going to...