Wayside Rest Area
Wilmette, Illinois 60091


Welcome to the Wayside Rest Area. Feel free to stop awhile, catch a breath and reclaim a sense of self and life that too often gets forgotten "along the way."

There are no thresholds or walls here, only openness. Anyone stopping by, as well as fellow travelers, are invited to sit with one's own spirit and sip a second or two of peace to renew self for the journey.

What is this place? An oasis, of sorts, for soul-centered seekers to look at and live into the kind of questions that may have prompted you to pullover in the first place. A place for taking care of the deeper parts of self; where one can sit with the truth of self and ponder, "Where have I been?", "What have I learned?", "Where am I going?" and "Why?" This website is all about mind and spirit, the health of one's soul. No labels, symbols or icons, no obligations or requirements. Here, silence means emptying one's soul of all the noises of "shoulds" and "oughts" and "have tos" so that you can tap into the simple sense of being. Just that.

So, sit and settle in -- for whatever while you choose -- to give your self time without restlessness to catch a breath and "be." The journey can wait, at least until you choose to take it up again. Am glad you’re here.

Getting past the present..

“Don't forget to enjoy the journey when you're on your way to wherever.” A great thought when the journey is part of the fun. But what does one do when it's not? When a flight is cancelled, the car breaks down, a child takes ill, a job is lost and the money isn't there, or Grandma dies and Thanksgiving can't feel right this year, or war happens -- what does one do?

A Marine might say, “Deal with it!”

Some poor soul, “Why does this always happen to me?”

A worn-out cynic, “Wot da hell! Life ain't supposed to be a picnic anyway.”

A thirsty escape-artist, “Gimme a drink!”

An apprentice saint, “It must be God's will.”

The possibilities, variations are endless. But the question remains, “What does one do?” “Turn it over,” “Let it go,” “Live with it,” are quick and easy band-aids that do little to address the healing process one might need to get on with the journey, Such a process can take many forms but three basic stages seem to be core elements of it:

The first deals with recognizing and getting past the very human need in everyone to “un-do”. Part anger, part denial, part sheer stubbornness and sometimes arrogance, “un-doing” works directly against acceptance of what has happened. 9/11/01 belongs now and forever to our global and personal histories. None of us can begin to deal adequately with those events until we stop trying to “un-do”, to embrace their reality and make them part of our journey. Even then, how we deal with them still challenges.

The second stage is about finding a way through what we've come to know we can't “un-do.” Someone has wisely said, “The only way out is through. You've got to go through what you're going through to get through.” Easier said than done, but this particular stage is the beginning of confronting denial. It flexes the muscles of one's mind and spirit for dealing with the tougher parts of the journey, asks the question, “So, what are we supposed to learn from this?” and clears the way for the next stage.

“Just say yes” or “Just do it” oversimplifies the third stage. There's so much more to it than slogans: words to be put to feelings, questions to be asked, choices to be made, risks to be taken. The crucial hallmark? Movement, even if it's not consistent or enough. And, even if it isn't toward the kind of world one thought the journey was about. Moving on is part of getting through. All of us have a lot to get through these days. The world ahead remains, still, and it is ours to shape.