Blind Spot

The walkway
four stories up
went from store
to parking spaces.

They had walked
under it for years
but now they
were driving cars
and saw it.

– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, June 15, 2014

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About Gordon C. Stewart

I've always liked quiet. And, like most people, I've experienced the world's madness. "Be Still! Departure from Collective Madness" (Wipf and Stock Publishers, Jan. 2017) distills 47 years of experiencing stillness and madness as a campus minister and Presbyterian pastor (IL, WI, NY, OH, and MN), poverty criminal law firm executive director, and social commentator. Our cat Lady Barclay reminds me to calm down and be much more still than I would be without her.

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