Category Archives: 2012-01 Beginnings
The NaBloPoMo theme for February 2012 is “Relative.” “[O]ur relationships define us and support us. Use the month to not only explore your connections to the obvious relatives…but your ancestors, the people who are no longer part of your family, … Continue reading
Before we know it
“Time passes. If we don’t play with our kittens when they’re small, they’ll be all grown up before we know it.” ~ Fiona Robyn, Writing Our Way Home Fiona was talking about the growth of her real-life kittens, Roshi and … Continue reading
Fear and trembling
Today was the first day of the Boar’s Head and Yule Log Festival at Third Presbyterian Church in Rochester, NY. Every other year, on the weekend closest to Epiphany, the church puts on an extravaganza of pageantry and music with … Continue reading
Always a beginner
One of my quote-a-day subscriptions recently sent this, from Thomas Merton’s Contemplative Prayer (Garden City, NY: Doubleday, 1969, p. 37): “We do not want to be beginners. But let us be convinced of the fact that we will never be … Continue reading
Third Sentence Thursday: Celebration of Discipline
From the first chapter of Richard L. Foster’s Celebration of Discipline: “The desperate need today is not for a greater number of intelligent people, or gifted people, but for deep people.” ~ Richard L. Foster Deep people? Who are they? … Continue reading
Capture a creature
Today’s blog post at Writing the Way Home includes a quote from Ted Hughes’ book Poetry in the Making. [I]magine what you are writing about. See it and live it. Do not think it up laboriously, as if you were … Continue reading
Does life need a Restart page?
A friend sent me a link to The Restart Page. It’s a collection of Restart dialog boxes from vintage computer operating systems. Each one has an active button that, when clicked, replays the entire Restart sequence from that OS. Cool! … Continue reading
I’m happiest when………
This was harder than I expected it to be. There are so many things that make me happy. Singing. Singing almost anything. Singing keeps me sane. Seeing a flock of goldfinches at our bird feeders (finally, after years of having … Continue reading
Beginning
Candles. Light streaming in through stained glass windows. Gentle sounds of breathing, soft footsteps, rustling clothes. Then, music! Bach first, followed by hymns and my two solos. I started the day singing—perfect beginning for a day, or a year.