Monthly Archives: March 2018

Thursday,  March 29 You could imagine that today’s poet, Naomi Shihab-Nye, had read Monday’s post where I tipped my hat and even bowed my head to remember my soul friend Connie di Biase.   About our long shared love, I … Continue reading →

March 26 2018  –  “a mutual commitment to noticing” Over 4 decades of kinship, Connie de Biase and I partnered in a mutual commitment to noticing.   Now that she’s left us,  I miss her most on Saturday mornings when driving … Continue reading →

Friday March 23, 2018 “Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things,” Last year in early March, a friend emailed me some lines from Naomi Shihab Nye’s poem “Kindness.”  She  connects kinship and love with other elements of living … Continue reading →

Wednesday March 20    “add texture and evoke delight” The poetry list was born from an intuition that in hard times,  it’s important to watch one’s vocabulary.  Some days “hard times” come at us as relentless gloomy weather, sometimes with … Continue reading →

Monday, March 19 These weeks of March, where I live in Michigan, do a lot of teasing.  Glorious sun with hints of warm weather to come, bringing a rash of flowers and then some gray days line up one after … Continue reading →

Wednesday, March 14 “so you can find the one line already written inside you.” St. Ignatius teaches the art of noticing what wants to be remembered. Try to remember everything and you turn wacky before long. Noticing what wants your … Continue reading →

Monday, March 12, 2018 “laughter begets liking, and liking begets joy, and joy begets love” Meister Eckhart, a German Dominican, theologian, philosopher and mystic, was known for his scholarly writings and for sermons addressed to ordinary people as well as to … Continue reading →

Wednesday March 7 “It’s worth it,” says the wind;  we mean to say that too as we catch  each other’s eyes hurrying to get our work done or when we find time to sit still and taste some moments without … Continue reading →

Monday March 5, 2018 For some reason, Mary Oliver has not visited this post in a while.  This morning, I found her writing alive on the doorstep and looked for language from her that is new to me.  Good stuff … Continue reading →

Friday, March 2 “perhaps a huge silence might interrupt this sadness of never understanding ourselves” Mary Ann and I have been soul friends since the mid-1970s in Philly.  Our lives do not offer us many blessings of face time but … Continue reading →