Wednesday, November 28, 2007
after reading this
and see a dawning sky
with as many clouds as you can possibly imagine
all bright PINK
SO beautiful
that i felt it
permeate my being
i would have taken a picture of it this morning,
but i wanted you to experience it for yourself!
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
i like hugs
of mutual existence
of love
of family
of friendship
of community
being in the presence of someone else
taking on their sadness or joy as my own
feeling needed
feeling safe
feeling supported
feeling.
Monday, November 26, 2007
God of day and God of darkness,
now we stand before the night.
As the shadows stretch and deepen,
come and make our darkness bright.
All creation still is groaning
for the dawning of your might.
When the Sun of peace and justice
fills the earth with radiant light.
Still the nations curse the darkness,
still the rich oppress the poor.
Still the earth is bruised and broken
by the ones who still want more.
Come and wake us from our sleeping,
so our hearts cannot ignore
all your people lost and broken,
all your children at our door.
Show us Christ in one another.
Make us servants strong and true.
Give us all your love of justice,
so we do what you would do.
Let us call all people holy.
Let us pledge our lives anew.
Make us one with all the lowly.
Let us all be one in you.
You shall be the path that guides us;
You the light that in us burns.
Shining deep within all people,
Yours the love that we must learn.
For our hearts shall wander restless
'til they safe to You return.
Finding You in one another,
we shall all Your face discern.
Praise to You in day and darkness;
You our source and You our end.
Praise to You who loves and nurtures us
like a father, mother, friend.
Grant us all a peaceful resting.
Let each mind and body mend.
So we rise refreshed tomorrow,
hearts renewed to kingdom tend.
-Marty Haugen
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Thanksgiving WEEK
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Images
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
O Come O Come Emmanuel
I am going to attempt to read this whole novel tonight.
while listening to Sufjan's Songs for Christmas.
i think, it just might be glorious.
Monday, November 19, 2007
sugar plum spice for breakfast
It is to be something very different from the man of today.
It is to have a spirit yet streaming...
It is to believe in love,
to believe in loveliness,
to believe in belief;
it is to be so little that the elves can reach to whisper in your ear;
it is to turn pumpkins into coaches,
and mice into horses,
lowness into loftiness,
and nothing into everything,
for each child has its fairy godmother in its own soul...
-Francis Thompson
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
mutual dependency
will your knees keep buckling underneath you?
and how long
will i keep trying to hold you up?
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Winken Blinken and Nod
Sailed off in a wooden shoe --
Sailed off on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.
"Where are you going, and what do you wish?"
The old moon asked the three.
"We have come to fish for the herring fish
That live in the beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we!"
Said Winken,
Blinken,
And Nod.
The old moon laughed and sang a song,
As they rocked in the wooden shoe,
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew.
The little stars were the herring fish
That lived in the beautiful sea --
"Now cast your nets wherever you wish --
Never afeard are we";
So cried the stars to the fisherman three:
Winken,
Blinken,
And Nod.
All night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam --
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe
Bringing the fisherman home;
'Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed
As if it could not be,
And some folks thought 'twas a dream they'd dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea --
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Winken,
Blinken,
And Nod.
Winken and Blinken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoes that sailed the skies
Is the wee one's trundle-bed.
So shut your eyes while mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fisherman three:
Winken,
Blinken,
And Nod.
| -Eugene Field |
the soundtrack for yesterday
lisa, both you and my mom agree that i procrastinate too much.
and when TWO people are vocal, i sense truth in the air.
anyway, lyrics and melodies constantly running through my head
made the multiple hours surprisingly pleasant.
therefore (as the title implies)
here is the soundtrack for yesterday in the order i heard them:
music on the bus ride:
bright eyes- digital ash in a digital urn
music while writing:
copeland- beneath medicine tree
death cab for cutie- plans, transatlanticism
the postal service- give up
josh ritter- the historical conquests
rhett miller- the believer
sea wolf- get to the river before it runs too low
regina spektor- begin to hope
rilo kiley- the execution of all things
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
burning a hole.
on shattuck
i encountered
the paper face
of lincoln resting
on the sidewalk.
scan the premises
not a soul in sight
exception: those who zoom by in/on wheels
lincoln now resides in my back pocket
question: who
could benefit
most
by being
the owner that
follows me
as lincoln's carrier
hopefully
i'll pass on
his presence
tomorrow