Author Archives: Eric Winger

About Eric Winger

Our perception of time is key to how we use our time. The most fundamental way to change that perception is to give our time. This opens us up to new opportunities and ideas from which we can build to really make a difference. ... Yes, we *do* have time to make a difference!

A Mother’s Eye

“This poem is dedicated to My wife, Melissa, My mother, Lorraine, My stepmother, Zona, And every mother out there. Happy Mother’s Day!” If you ever wondered what she sees, A mother, paused with muscles sore, Looking far away. Then know … Continue reading

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Small May Not Be So Small

“We can do no great things, only small things with great love.” – Mother Teresa It may not seem like much, but volunteering in our community can help show us that the small things may actually be very big. Yesterday, … Continue reading

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Glimpses of Kindness

“In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration:—feelings, too, Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that … Continue reading

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I Did Not Finish

Dedicated to the victims of the Boston Marathon bombings, and anyone who was taken out of life’s race too soon. I took a run today; The day warmish, time I cherish; Birds circling, a stream gurgling; But I did not … Continue reading

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Passing Judgement

“No one is here to judge you. We’re all just waiting to hear what you have to share.” – Michael Allen Harrison, speaking to piano students at Classic Pianos in a workshop for members of Chordination If you were to … Continue reading

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Low

This poem is dedicated to anyone who is struggling. Low Low, is a place that well I know; dark and alone, time slows; eerie light, shadow. Low, is a place that devours all space; brings tears to my face; stabbing … Continue reading

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“… who leaves the world better than he found it …”

Thinking more about this Robert Louis Stevenson quote I ran across yesterday in my mother’s papers, “… who leaves the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem or a rescued soul; …” I … Continue reading

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The Best In Others

I was rummaging through some old papers my mother sent me, and ran across a clipping of this old quote by Robert Louis Stevenson. I wonder how much different the world would be if we all made the effort to … Continue reading

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Generosity Jumble

Which guy is lazy? It’s pretty easy to judge, right?* Now ask yourself, which of the two men is more generous? Maybe it’s not so easy to tell. Cultural stereotypes and norms play a huge role in our perception of … Continue reading

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Always Be A Unicorn

“Always be yourself. Unless you can be a unicorn. Then always be a unicorn.” – Peter S. Beagle, shared on Facebook by my daughter, Hayle Perhaps my daughter has a point. If the unicorn represents that elusive part of us – … Continue reading

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