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Sunday's Thought

“This is what we can promise the future: a legacy of care. That we will be good stewards and not take too much or give back too little, that we will recognize wild nature for what it is, in all its magnificent and complex history - an unfathomable wealth that should be consciously saved, not ruthlessly spent. Privilege is what we inherit by our status as Homo sapiens living on this planet.” 
― Terry Tempest Williams

How the Light Gets In

It's been a long winter and to say it's been a rough few weeks is an understatement, which is why I haven't even tried to write about what has been happening. It's a lot to absorb and I don't want to add to anyone's pain. It began when I wrote Rick Martin's obituary (he was sixty and had terminal liver disease).

Sunday's Thought

 

“The life pouring through us, pumping our heart and breathing through our lungs, did not begin at our birth or conception. Like every particle in every atom and molecule of our bodies, it goes back through time to the first splitting and spinning of the stars.” —Joanna Macy

Heart's Desire

 

 

Chip has been away, visiting his mother and cycling down south. He's on weather hold now waiting to fly up from Juneau, and if that doesn't workout he'll ride the ferry that arrives from Juneau around 3 tomorrow morning. The regular weekend ferry has been broken down, and the weather has been horrendous for flying, what with all the snow, but it's pretty to look at.

Sunday's Thought

 

"When our intention is to do good for others, and we nurture that intention, we can have faith, that in some way, often unknown to us, it ripples out."- Sharon Salzberg in her book, Faith.

 

 

Hmm. Mindful or Mind Too Full?

Blame it on the sunshine, or blame it on Manic March. But I showed up a day early for a funeral this weekend and a day early for a writing workshop today. When I told my dog walking pal she said, "Better early than late."  I also almost missed a borough meeting last night because my garage door was frozen shut. Luckily my son-in-law was home and gave me a ride. (Chip is away. I have been on a self-guided writing retreat. At home.) 

Sunday's Thought

"Belief isn't always easy.

But this much I have learned-

if not enough else-

to live with my eyes open-- "   From Mary Oliver's poem, "In the Storm"

 

  

 

Sunday's Thought

"You shall love your crooked neighbor with your crooked heart."- W.H. Auden

My favorite lessons are from Matthew's gospel. Blessed are the meek,  blessed are the peacemakers, and let your shine in the darkness, pray in private, don't act all holy and good, and the big one: love your neighbor as yourself. "Neighbor" meaning everyone, basically. Even the jerks. And that is the tricky, and yet most crucial part of being a Christian, isn't it? Which is why I love this verse about my crooked heart, from my fellow Episcopalian, poet W.H. Auden.

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