Monthly Archives: February 2020

Thursday, was the feast of the Episcopalian saint, George Herbert.   His prayer-poem “Love bade me welcome” has become my most consistent beginning of morning contemplation.  Its status in my morning prayer originated with Marion Sweetser in Minneapolis on a … Continue reading →

Wednesday, February 26: weather.com  31°  – wind from the north,  currently 9 mph and building to 15 mph by midnight advice:  “bundle up” Today is Ash Wednesday in the Christian tradition, the beginning of “Lent.”  The word suggests that people … Continue reading →

Monday, February 24 The Lakota expression “hanblechia” means “she/he cries out for a vision.” “Hanblechia,”  the most sacred Lakota ritual, begins with a sweat bath, singing and begging prayers as the bodies of the people in the sweat lodge are … Continue reading →

Friday,  February 21, 2020 “Before I built a wall I’d ask to know What I was walling in or walling out” It’s hard to live through a full day without hearing angry calls for walls to keep out unwanted migrant … Continue reading →

Wednesday, February 19 – “The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field which someone has found; he hides it again, goes off happy, sells everything he owns and buys the field.”  (Mt 13:44) People tell stories and … Continue reading →

Friday, February 14, “Prayer for Revolutionary Love” “That a woman not ask a man to leave meaningful work to follow her That a man not ask a woman to leave meaningful work to follow him” “A couple weeks back (n.b., … Continue reading →

Wednesday, February 12 Maria is the Southeast Michigan regional organizer for We the People Michigan. She immigrated to the U.S. from Mexico when she was nine years old and grew up Southwest Detroit and Dearborn. Maria has been fighting for … Continue reading →

Monday, February 10, 2020  –  “a mutual commitment to noticing” Over 4 decades of kinship, Connie de Biase and I lived our way into a mutual commitment to noticing. She died in  Brentwood Long Island 3 years ago today.  Since she … Continue reading →

Friday, February 7, 2020 “It can be your brain, your fingers, your toes, You can listen anywhere” Poems appear sometimes like this — a friend sends me a poem;  it sits on the edge of awareness for 2 or 3 … Continue reading →

Monday February 3 “ . . . a sudden, sweet, almost painful love for my students.” On Monday mornings, I often begin by looking for a post in one or another books of poetry.   Some of the poets I have not … Continue reading →