{"id":1436,"date":"2015-08-17T00:00:54","date_gmt":"2015-08-17T04:00:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/mission-and-identity\/?p=1436"},"modified":"2019-09-18T16:49:21","modified_gmt":"2019-09-18T20:49:21","slug":"august-17-new-years-dayuniversity-style-presidents-convocation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2015\/08\/17\/august-17-new-years-dayuniversity-style-presidents-convocation\/","title":{"rendered":"August 17 &#8211; New Year&#8217;s Day,\tUniversity Style: President&#8217;s Convocation"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Monday August 17 &#8211; \u201cAll this tripping about\u201d Catherine McAuley<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Getting very busy around the university; lots of fast walking and flipping from thought to thought and task to task. Except today when President\u2019s Convocation opens a space to tell each other stories from our summers, play and adventure, joy and sorrow. Catherine McAuley could have been writing about UDM as the new year cranks up in this memorable saying from her over-busy life leading the fledgling Sisters of Mercy. The Mercies were born in an Ireland made brutal by the Industrial Revolution of British textiles and the Enclosure Movement which evicted subsistence farmers from small plots to open broad spaces for sheep grazing, Dublin a city where wealth flourished in the center while its growing periphery packed in desperate poor driven off those small village plots. She named her fast walking and flipping from task to task times \u201ctripping about.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAmidst all this tripping about: our hearts can always be in the same place<br \/>\ncentered in God, for whom alone we go forward, or stay back.\u201d<br \/>\nCatherine McAuley (December, 1840)<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2014\/08\/Catherine_McAuley.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-693 \" src=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2014\/08\/Catherine_McAuley.jpg\" alt=\"Catherine_McAuley\" width=\"278\" height=\"380\" srcset=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2014\/08\/Catherine_McAuley.jpg 318w, https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2014\/08\/Catherine_McAuley-219x300.jpg 219w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 278px) 100vw, 278px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Catherine McAuley 1778 \u2013 1841<br \/>\nFoundress: Sisters of Mercy 1831<\/p>\n<p>Lovely expression, \u201ctriping about.\u201d Better to trip about, I guess, than to just trip. Better to hustle and scramble with a moment of breathing here and there in the day. Here\u2019s a short poem to open a space for breathing on this first official work day of the academic year. I\u2019ve posted it three times before; must like it, eh?<\/p>\n<p>Have a blest day.<\/p>\n<p>john sj<\/p>\n<p><strong>Today\u2019s Post \u201cEnough&#8221;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Enough. These few words are enough.<br \/>\nIf not these words, this breath.<br \/>\nIf not this breath, this sitting here.<\/p>\n<p>This opening to the life<br \/>\nwe have refused<br \/>\nagain and again<br \/>\nuntil now.<\/p>\n<p>David Whyte, Where Many Rivers Meet<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2015\/01\/David-Whyte.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft  wp-image-1151\" src=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2015\/01\/David-Whyte.jpg\" alt=\"David-Whyte\" width=\"143\" height=\"115\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Monday August 17 &#8211; \u201cAll this tripping about\u201d Catherine McAuley Getting very busy around the university; lots of fast walking and flipping from thought to thought and task to task. Except today when President\u2019s Convocation opens a space to tell &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2015\/08\/17\/august-17-new-years-dayuniversity-style-presidents-convocation\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":139,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[11641],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1436"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/139"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1436"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1436\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1438,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1436\/revisions\/1438"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1436"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1436"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1436"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}