{"id":1981,"date":"2016-09-14T00:00:37","date_gmt":"2016-09-14T04:00:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/mission-and-identity\/?p=1981"},"modified":"2019-09-18T16:47:37","modified_gmt":"2019-09-18T20:47:37","slug":"sept-14-catherine-mcauley-david-whyte","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2016\/09\/14\/sept-14-catherine-mcauley-david-whyte\/","title":{"rendered":"Sept 14 – Catherine McAuley & David Whyte"},"content":{"rendered":"

Wednesday, September 7 –\u00a0<\/strong>\u201cAll this tripping about\u201d<\/p>\n

Getting very busy around the university; lots of fast walking and flipping from thought to thought and task to task. \u00a0Except tomorrow morning, when the university\u2019s sacred anointing of\u00a0a new year takes the form of \u201cCelebrate Spirit!\u201d<\/strong> \u00a0in the University Fitness Center at 11:30. \u00a0 We celebrate with a Catholic mass, a homily and a speaker, and beautiful rituals of our identity.<\/p>\n

Catherine McAuley could have been writing about Detroit Mercy as our new year cranks up in this memorable saying from her over-busy life leading the fledgling Sisters of Mercy. \u00a0The Mercies were born in an Ireland made brutal by the Industrial Revolution of British textiles when the Enclosure Movement evicted subsistence farmers from small plots to open broad spaces for sheep grazing. \u00a0Dublin became a city where wealth flourished in the center while its growing periphery packed in desperate poor people driven off those small village plots. \u00a0She named her fast walking and flipping from task to task \u201ctripping about.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAmidst all this tripping about: our hearts can always be in the same place
\ncentered in God, for whom alone we go forward, or stay back.\u201d
\nCatherine McAuley (December, 1840)<\/p>\n

\"mercydoor\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Catherine McAuley 1778 \u2013 1841
\nFoundress: Sisters of Mercy 1831<\/p>\n

Lovely expression, \u201ctripping about.\u201d Better to trip about, I guess, than to just trip. \u00a0Better to hustle and scramble with a moment of breathing here and there in the day. \u00a0 Here\u2019s a short poem to open a space for breathing \u00a0in \u00a0the middle of the early weeks of the academic year. \u00a0I\u2019ve posted it three times before.<\/p>\n

Have a blest day,<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

john sj<\/p>\n

Today\u2019s Post \u201cEnough\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n

Enough. These few words are enough.
\nIf not these words, this breath.
\nIf not this breath, this sitting here.<\/p>\n

This opening to the life
\nwe have refused
\nagain and again
\nuntil now.<\/p>\n

David Whyte, Where Many Rivers Meet<\/p>\n

\"David-Whyte\"<\/a><\/p>\n

p.s.\u00a0An ordinary blessing from living in a community — perhaps especially an urban university community, perhaps especially a community in a city groaning with unpredictable and wild labor pains of birth all around the city \u2014 is that friends of many years sometimes turn up and you weren\u2019t even the one who invited them; \u00a0another Jesuit did this time. \u00a0 \u00a0So this morning while making oatmeal for breakfast, a soul friend of many years, walked into our breakfast place. \u00a0 We\u2019ve talked a while about our lives and how we see the wide world in what this List calls\u00a0\u201ca work day in a hard time.” \u00a0We talked about posting to our blogs and poets we love. \u00a0She asked me if I ever posted David Whyte . . . . \u00a0yes.<\/p>\n

Melanie Svoboda\u2019s blog can be accessed here \u00a0\u00a0www.melanniesvobodasnd.org<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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