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  • My name is Kevin Carroll. I was born and raised in San Francisco, California, where I attended Saint Ignatius College Preparatory. I am a graduate of both Santa Clara University and the University of San Francisco. Following a 40-year career in teaching and pastoral ministry, I launched a new career as a writer and speaker.

    I live in San José, California. My wife, Kathy, and I have three adult sons and five precious grandchildren. I have much for which to be grateful.

    I can be reached via email at kmc43sjc@gmail.com

    My books are available for purchase online from Amazon. I also have copies of some of these titles at my home for those who would like to buy them directly from me.

    A Moment’s Pause for Gratitude  (2017)

    Cherries in the Summer  (2021)

    The Ambassador of 38th Avenue  (2022)

    Dad: 12 Questions…  (2023)

    A Focus on Gratitude  (2024)

    Through the Lens of Gratitude  (2024)

    A Bahamian Odyssey (2026)

  • A Night to Remember

    “To care for those 
    who once cared 
    for us is one of 
    the highest honors.” 
    Tia Walker

    My previous blog post mentions that I’m “On Vacation” until September 1st. This has not changed, yet I feel compelled to write this blog post tonight. It was on this date four years ago that I had the honor of spending the entire night sitting at my mother’s bedside at the Villa Siena Retirement Community in Mountain View, California. It would be her last night on earth.

    Mom’s death was imminent. For two weeks, my siblings and I had been taking turns being with her during the daytime and early evening hours. A professional caregiver stayed with Mom through the nights. By August 17, 2022, it was clear that it was a matter of hours, not days, until Mom’s earthly life would come to an end. Some of my siblings were with her throughout that day. I had volunteered to take over around 9:00 p.m. and spend the night with Mom.

    I did not consider this responsibility to be a burden at all. It was pure gift. As Tia Walker wrote in her book The Inspired Caregiver: Finding Joy While Caring for Those You Love, “To care for those who once cared for us is one of the highest honors.”

    Mom cared for me. She cared for my brother, Tom, and my sisters, Cathy and Peggy, as well. It took many years for me to realize that Mom was the personification of unconditional love. As emotionally challenging as it was for me to be with Mom that night, knowing that the end was near, I cherished the opportunity to be there with her,… and for her. 

    It’s ironic that when my maternal grandmother was nearing the end of her life in 1992, Mom spent countless hours sitting at her bedside at Saint Mary’s Hospital in San Francisco. On Monday, December 14, I stopped by the hospital to visit Mom and Grandma. Mom looked exhausted. She had been by Grandma’s bedside for too many hours. I suggested that she go home and get a good night’s sleep. I assured her that I would stay with Grandma through the night. Several times that night, I thought Grandma had taken her last breath, only to hear her gasp and continue breathing. Mom returned to the hospital the next morning and spent the day with her mother. She and her sister, Kathleen, were by Grandma’s bedside around 6:00 p.m. when Grandma passed away.

    I had a remarkably similar experience four years ago tonight while sitting with Mom. On more than one occasion, I thought she had stopped breathing, but just like her mother, she would gasp and then continue breathing. In the morning, on August 18th, my sister, Cathy, arrived to take over. I went home to sleep. Peggy and Tom arrived a little later in the day. In the late afternoon, just about the time I was waking up at home and preparing to return to Villa Siena, Mom died. I was the only one of her children not to be with her when she passed. 

    Throughout my life, Mom taught me how to live my life with integrity. In her final days, she taught me how to die with dignity. Mom was not afraid of death. She had lived a good, though difficult, life. She had learned how to view the world through the lens of gratitude. She had mastered the ability to recognize God’s presence in all people and in all situations. She taught me the importance of being kind, generous, compassionate, patient, and grateful. 

    My formal education may have come primarily from the Jesuits, but the most influential teacher in my life was, without a doubt, my Mom.

    I love you, Mom, and I miss you.

  • Taking a Break

  • Take Control

    “An entire sea of water can’t sink a ship unless it gets inside the ship. Similarly, the negativity of the world can’t put you down unless you allow it to get inside you.” ~ Goi Nasu

  • Get Out There!

    “All truly great  
    thoughts are  
    conceived while  
    walking.”  
    Friedrich Nietzsche

    Who am I to write about walking? Sure, every now and then I take a long walk through San Francisco. Given that The City is only seven by seven (yes, 49 square miles), a 12-mile walk is fairly impressive. For the most part, though, I continue to live a dangerously sedentary lifestyle. I don’t walk every day, even though I know how important it is for me to do so. Today’s blog post is a reminder… to myself — 11 quotes, from a variety of sources, which I believe are worth embracing… and sharing. I’m hoping that, once again, I can find the motivation to make daily walking a higher priority in my life.

    • • •

    “If you only walk on sunny days, you’ll never reach your destination.” 
    Paulo Coelho

    “If you are in a bad mood, go for a walk. If you are still in a bad mood, go for another walk.”
    Hippocrates

    “Walking isn’t a lost art. One must, by some means, get to the garage.”
    Comedian Evan Esar

    “An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.”
    Henry David Thoreau

    “In every walk with nature, one receives far more than he seeks.” 
    John Muir

    “Walking is the best possible exercise.” 
    Thomas Jefferson

    “The best way to lengthen out our days is to walk steadily and with a purpose.”
    Charles Dickens

    “The best remedy for a short temper is a long walk.”
    Jacqueline Schiff

    “A vigorous five-mile walk will do more good for an unhappy, but otherwise healthy adult than all the medicine and psychology in the world.” 
    Paul Dudley White

    “Go outside. Don’t tell anyone and don’t bring your phone. Start walking and keep walking until you no longer know the road like the palm of your hand. Just walk, see, sit down if you like. And be. Just be, whatever you are and with whatever you have, and realize that that is enough to be happy.” 
    Charlotte Eriksson

  • Attentiveness

    “The most precious  
    gift we can offer  
    anyone is  
    our attention.”       
    Thich Nhat Hanh

    It’s a strange feeling to be engaged in conversation with someone and to realize that you don’t have their attention. I’ve experienced this many times. One person I used to get together with on a fairly regular basis would ask me a question about something or someone in my life. Then, right in the middle of my response, he would begin to tell a story that was only somewhat related to something I had mentioned, despite the fact that I had not yet answered his question. Later in the conversation, he would ask me a question I had previously answered for him, as if we’d never spoken on the subject. I have very little interest in meeting up with him again.

    Another person I know is consistently inattentive in a different way. From the moment we greet each other, while I’m looking him directly in the eye while we shake hands, his eyes are scanning the room to see who else is there. That same inattentiveness continues during our conversation over lunch. In his distractedness, he is most likely unaware that he never asks about me, my life, or my family. When we get together, the entire conversation most often revolves around his life, his experiences, and his interests. At some point several years ago, I lost interest in continuing our “let’s get caught-up” lunches.

    When we give someone our full attention, we communicate some important messages — that they matter to us; that they are important; that they are worthy of our time.

    When we give someone our full attention, we are able to build deeper relationships. Genuine attentiveness creates trust, invites vulnerability, and strengthens relationships.

    When we give someone our full attention, we are able to better understand the other person’s story, feelings, and perspective without feeling the need to judge or offer unsolicited advice.

    When we give someone our full attention, they are more likely to feel heard and understood. This attentiveness promotes both confidence and hope. Our time with another person is time we will never get back. Giving a person our undivided attention shows that we cherish the time they are sharing with us.

    The gift of attentiveness is one of the greatest gifts we can give another human being. 

  • A Moment’s Pause

    A great way to
    begin and end
    your day.

  • Sacred Spaces

    “Just be,
    and enjoy being.” 
    Eckhart Tolle

    Every now and then, I find it refreshing to set aside a little time to do nothing. Yesterday was one of those days. 

    I woke up around 9:00, a bit later than usual, but certainly acceptable for a Sunday morning. My calendar for the day was empty, so I gave serious consideration to how I might spend my precious time. I knew that a trip to The City was out of the question, because the Outside Lands Festival would draw thousands of people to the west end of Golden Gate Park. Staying here in the South Bay would give me an opportunity to enjoy a warmer-than-usual day. The high for the afternoon was predicted to be 90º. I decided that would be my best option.

    After showering and dressing, I enjoyed a bowl of oatmeal with dried cranberries for breakfast. Kathy had a list of things to do during the morning hours, so I had the early part of the day to myself. I did a little reading and a little writing, then walked to every unit in our condominium complex to hand-deliver invitations to an upcoming event celebrating the 40th anniversary of Williams Commons, our homeowner association. Kathy and I were among the first to move into this complex when it was constructed in 1986.

    In the first ten or fifteen years we lived here, random realtors would knock on our door and ask when we were planning to “move up.” I knew what they meant, but I chose to play dumb and reply, “Oh, I prefer a downstairs unit.” Believing that I was simply ignorant, they’d explain that they were asking when we would be planning to buy a “real house.” My response, delivered politely, but with conviction, was always the same. I’d say, “This IS a real home — and I have no plans whatsoever to move.”

    Yes, the 1980’s lifestyle certainly was one about “upward mobility” — of beginning with a starter home, then getting something bigger (and better?) down the line. When we moved in here, I liked this place. I still do. Realtors often speak about the three top priorities for finding a new home: (1) location; (2) location; and (3) location. We have that. 

    It has been easy for me to embrace the words of Sodo Yokoyama, a Japanese Zen teacher, who urged his followers, “Decide that wherever you are is the best place there is.”

    In my home, I have two particular areas I consider to be sacred spaces. The first is my office. This is where I do most of my writing. This is also where I do most of my communicating with family and friends by phone, via email or text messages, or handwritten notes sent by way of the United States Post Office. I’ve also been known to catch a nap in my recliner every now and then.

    The other sacred space in my home, a small area which has recently been renovated, is the patio outside our front door. Especially on comfortable summer days, it’s an ideal place to visit with people, read, listen to music, or just relax and enjoy the nearby redwood trees. And on warm summer nights, with a string of lights hanging from the deck above, it is a nurturing venue where I can spend time simply letting my mind wander… and being grateful for the countless blessings in my life. I refer to this as my patio therapy. 

    Bestselling author Sally Clarkson, wrote, “You have the power to create a small, life-giving world within your home.” Yes, we do.

  • Imagine That!

    “Imagination is the  
    beginning of  
    creation.”  
    George Bernard Shaw

    Our ability to imagine is a tremendous gift. It allows us to visualize a preferred future. Sadly, our imagination can also cause us a great deal of anxiety when we obsess over things we fear about the future — things which, quite often, fail to materialize.

    Shaw’s quote above is just the beginning of a longer statement. He continued, “You imagine what you desire, you will what you imagine, and at last, you create what you will.”

    Peter Drucker, an Austrian-American educator and author, places responsibility for the creation of a preferred future right on us. He wrote, “The best way to predict your future is to create it.” We cannot wait for others to do it for us.

    Victor Hugo, a French author and politician, reaffirmed the belief that using our imagination can be beneficial to creating a better life down the road. He wrote, “There is nothing like a dream to create the future.”

    Using one’s imagination, visualizing a preferred future, is a strategy available to us all. I learned first-hand that this is true in the world of athletics. Using the process of visualization prior to each game, a basketball team I coached in 1980, which had not won a game in three years, finished the league season undefeated. Same players. Same game. Different approach. By seeing (in their minds) themselves repeatedly and successfully performing on the court, the players were able to approach their games with greater confidence in themselves.  

    Here are a few prompts to help you imagine… and to visualize a preferred future for you and your loved ones.

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    August 7, 2026

  • Compassion

    “Suffering gives a  
    human depth, 
    humility, and  
    compassion.” 
    Eckhart Tolle

    We live in a culture which trains us, from our earliest days, to see life as a competition. During our years in school, we compare height, test scores, grades, playing time on athletic teams, and awards earned. As we get older, we find ourselves comparing car types, social media followers, salaries, vacation destinations, and the square footage of our homes. This experience of comparison has a significant effect on how we view the world in which we live. It also affects how we see ourselves and those around us, because we may perceive the success of others as a personal threat.

    When this mindset takes hold, it becomes difficult, if not impossible, to embrace the trust and cooperation that holds our society together. Not only do we trust less and cooperate less, we actually become less. When we accept that life is nothing more than a competition, we lose our ability to feel and show compassion for others.

    It’s not healthy for us to feel threatened by the success of others. It’s not healthy for us to measure the lives of others against our own. It’s absolutely essential that we recognize that the pie of life is not finite. There’s more than enough to go around,… if we are willing to take only what we need and leave the rest for others.

    When we begin to see others as fellow human beings, rather than competitors, compassion becomes a natural response. Only then are we able to recognize that there is no shortage of compassionate people around us. I am reminded of a quote my mother shared with me on many occasions: “There, but for the grace of God, go I.”

    Compassionate people are well aware that they cannot solve the world’s problems alone. They accept the reality that changing even one life can be rewarding. We don’t need to fix everything to do something. As Mother Teresa taught us, “If you can’t feed 100 people, then feed just one.”

    It is so easy for us to see someone going through a difficult time and judge them. Thomas Merton, an American Trappist monk, wrote, “Our job is to love others without stopping to inquire whether or not they are worthy.” For us to help others, whether it is with money, time, wisdom, or experience, we must believe that they are worthy of our assistance — no matter what. 

    We may not be the wealthiest people in our neighborhood. We may not own the biggest house or the nicest car. We may not have more followers on social media than other people we know, but we all have something we can share with those who are in need of assistance. It might be something as simple as a smile, an acknowledgement that the other person exists, or a few minutes of our time to engage them in conversation. 

    Author Joshua Becker wrote, “In our culture, the prescribed cure for insignificance is to accumulate — wealth, possessions, accolades, followers. But that prescription has never worked… Meaningful living has always belonged to those who have learned to give themselves to others.”

    This I know for sure: the more we show compassion to others, the more our lives will improve.