The way up is down. I read it this week. Richard Rohr, who is not just Catholic, but a priest. Symbolic, right? What martyr, religious figure, what literary hero or heroine….didn’t have to go down, down, down, in order to achieve? Yet our current culture likes a success story. An “I’m on top of the … More up is down
I am sort of waiting on the moon. Kind of like Linus waiting on the Great Pumpkin. Well, it’s October, so that analogy came to mind. The moon is supposed to be especially great tonight. I caught a glimpse yesterday, and it was bright. It is a Supermoon. Or Hunter’s Moon. You probably already knew … More where I sit
You don’t have to have all the answers today. Well, that’s a *&^%$%^ relief, isn’t it? Because I certainly don’t have all the answers. Today. It’s okay to not know right now. Which is good. Because I do not know. So much. Right now. Last week I had one of those weeks. One of those, please … More okay not to know
Go ahead and jump. Sometimes you have to jump off the cliff. Into the unknown. It’s dark. It’s frightening. And it makes no sense. But it’s the only way. We’ve all heard that, of course. The speeches. The encouragements. Those quotes we pin on our Pinterest boards. [If you still utilize Pinterest. I don’t all … More go ahead and jump
On Sunday evening I watched a movie. Love & Mercy. The movie is the story of Brian Wilson. In case you didn’t know. And again, in case you didn’t know, Brian Wilson was one of the Beach Boys. As in the band. Well, there’s also a Brian Wilson who played baseball, but that’s not the one … More beach boys
Early on in married life my [then] husband read my journal. Without asking. I remember being very upset about this. I felt it was a breach. Of trust. Of personal space and belongings. And really just a snoopy, immature thing to do. He disagreed strongly. Feeling that I didn’t share my feelings openly, which I … More masterpiece
I decided to go on a personal retreat. Which sounds sort of, I don’t know, new agey or self explorative, which wasn’t my objective when I concocted this idea. My idea was….this. It is Labor Day, which means a day in which I do not have to report into work. And I wanted to figure … More [re]treat myself
I keep meaning to write about my trip to NYC. But I am a processor, and a slow one at that. So I’ve told my son and a few friends details about it all. The things I liked a lot…the High Line tour… and of course, The Met. Times Square? I’m glad I experienced it, … More trips and travels and freedom
Taking my daughter to college. I feel like I should write something. Like people are waiting to hear. How’s it going? Are you ready? How do you feel? Is anyone ever ready to say goodbye to the child they have raised for 18 years? She is ready to go, so that’s a good thing. She … More ask me in September
7 I played the piano in church on Sunday. First time in seven years. I guess it took a bunch of healing to get to the point where I could. Again. But I did it and it was great. I had to refresh myself on what an Asus chord is. Sus means suspended for you … More 7…6…5…4…3…2…1
Upon a Sunny Day 