Clare Consultation, LLCBecause I Knew You Then, I Can Listen to You Now
I spent the last week with a friend I had not seen since we were both 15 – a friend I met when we were 6 and in elementary school in Sweetwater, TX. By the time we were 12, serendipity of some wild Texas variety had turned circumstances so that we both showed up in Mrs. Southerland’s English class in Peterson Junior High School, Kerrville, TX. His family had moved to start Gibson’s, an early version of discount stores now dwarfed… Read More
Smarter Than We Think We Are
Way smarter than most media and elected officials give us credit. Way! I’ve been spending the past weeks looking hard for ways to get the attention of professionals engaged in the publishing industry in our country. It is, for sure, a culture all its own. As with any culture, there are conventions. There is jargon and there are protocols for what represents communication worth attending to. All of these, at least in… Read More
The Hundredth Day. Activism: Conservative, Liberal or Effective
April 30, 2009 was the 100th day of the EX:Change. It was the 101st day of the Obama Administration. By then, the word change was a bit less consistently electric as a rallying cry. The desire for unity, confidence and possibility had not vaporized but the everydayness of life had damped down the enthusiasm. As the months stacked themselves into a year the word continued to echo inspiration but it also fell into… Read More
What’s in a Name?
“Know what that word, change, means. Know what this time means. Our getting together this morning to talk, what does it mean? Do you know what we are doing? What is in the journey? Where are we going?” Dr. Dapo Sobomehin This morning I had my annual dental appointment. You know, the one involving really sharp pointed hooks for scraping and poking, and the tiny rotary buffer dipped with clayish and vaguely peppermint tasting… Read More
Weather Report
I tried all day yesterday to write this blog. My distraction: Weather. Three days ago in Portland, Oregon the sun shone and the temperature hit 65. Very unusual. Ultimately adaptable Portlanders were, of course, into it – rollicking in skimpy tops and wielding hoola hoops, Frisbees, bocce balls, and even croquet mallets. Two days later…that would be yesterday, the morning started out sunny with hints of warming but by afternoon, when I was walking… Read More