On the road that joins Wilton and Farmington Maine off to the right on the top of a small hill, there is a startling sight. It’s a building made to resemble a Dutch windmill. The white sails are made of wood,…

Once upon a time, the casserole dishes were covered in foil, the 8 X 10 tables were stacked, and the remains of a fellowship dinner were cleared away.  Guys were arranging folding chairs in a semi-circle in the multipurpose room. Kids…

My office is covered, you might even say littered, with papers, books open to post-it marked pages, stacks of folders and jotted ideas pinned to one of three bulletin boards.  My computer screen has 6 windows open as I toggle back…

I discovered the wise and saintly woman, Hildegard of Bingen, by accident while reading about women whom history has labeled “polymaths”–  people with a wide range of interests and curious minds whose skills cross academic and social boundaries. Polymaths’ lives, historically…