{"id":2411,"date":"2017-09-25T00:00:43","date_gmt":"2017-09-25T04:00:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/mission-and-identity\/?p=2411"},"modified":"2019-09-18T16:46:48","modified_gmt":"2019-09-18T20:46:48","slug":"sept-1903-2017-114","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2017\/09\/25\/sept-1903-2017-114\/","title":{"rendered":"sept  &#8211;  1903  &#8212; 2017 = 114"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Monday, September 25 \u00a0\u201cAmidst all this tripping about\u201d \u00a0 Catherine McAuley 1840<\/p>\n<p>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 \u00a0 Lovely expression, \u201ctripping about.\u201d \u00a0Better 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.<\/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\/2016\/09\/MercyDoor.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1984\" src=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2016\/09\/MercyDoor.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"262\" height=\"233\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nThe Catherine McAuley door at the University Chapel<\/p>\n<p>Have a blest day,<\/p>\n<p>john sj<\/p>\n<p>Today\u2019s Post \u201cEnough\u201d<\/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>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>p.s.\u00a0My mother lived for some years embarrassed that she was 3 years older than my dad (she 1903, he 1906). \u00a0When we all went out to dinner for her 75th she told us to tell people that she was only 60. \u00a0She got over it, though, and aged with a glad heart.<\/p>\n<p>Today is her birthday, the 114th.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2017\/09\/Mother.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2412\" src=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2017\/09\/Mother.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"680\" height=\"392\" srcset=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2017\/09\/Mother.jpg 680w, https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2017\/09\/Mother-300x173.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>In her mid 20ies she drove a sporty car.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Monday, September 25 \u00a0\u201cAmidst all this tripping about\u201d \u00a0 Catherine McAuley 1840 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 &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2017\/09\/25\/sept-1903-2017-114\/\">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\/2411"}],"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=2411"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2411\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2413,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2411\/revisions\/2413"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2411"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2411"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2411"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}