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The World, The News & My Opinions On Stuff (for what it’s worth)

The First Cathedral, With Angels

It’s Easter Sunday morning and I am sitting behind my house, near the liminal space marking the border between the garden and the Wild Wood. I am watching for the foxes. The vixen and her three kits. For several years a family of foxes has taken up residence in the complicated, many-entranced den where once…

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In Which I Mourn a Small (?) Life

I’m not sure many people are going to identify with this, but I lost a friend today. Not a human friend. Not even a mammal friend… but a little snake. He felt masculine to me, and so I named him Otisssss. He lived in and around our pond for five years and I came to…

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Healing Outside the Spotlight

Ah, Jian Ghomeshi. Ah, New York Review of Books. Quite the little buzz they’ve got going this week. I can’t figure out what either of them was thinking by publishing Ghomeshi’s self-serving essay, which, if you feel like, you can read here. It did get me thinking about redemption, which I believe in, and reconciliation…

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Alice McDermott's THE NINTH HOUR and her magic mirror

I recently read Alice McDermott’s brilliant book, THE NINTH HOUR, about which NPR said: “The Ninth Hour begins with a suicide. The aftermath is handled with indisputable authority by a nun who works with the sick and poor, Sister St. Saviour, who arranges both a funeral for the dead man and a future for his pregnant…

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Suicide. Cruelty. Kindness…. and a possible movement.

It’s been a painful week, hasn’t it? Wow. Kate Spade. Anthony Bourdain. A general glut of cruelty and lack of kindness. I told myself I wouldn’t write another piece about suicide, but then I made the mistake of looking on social media, and what I saw upset me so, well, I can’t help myself. I begin…

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Resistance Right Where You Are

It’s a tough time in the world and I’ve been pondering what, if anything, to say, wondering if the world needed yet another voice yapping on about justice and mercy. And what would I say, anyway…that I’m for it? Seems obvious, doesn’t it? What I do believe is that each of us is given a…

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Trump, Death, Resurrection and Safety (Pins)

  As dear friend of mine — a Catholic nun I will not name to protect her anonymity — said to me:  last night’s election feels like death; but I believe in resurrection. I do, as well. But sometimes the holy one needs a hand up out of the tomb. So, let me share with you…

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Should Trump Start Drinking?

It dawned on me today, while watching a movie about an alcoholic, that perhaps Donald Trump should start drinking. If he did, perhaps he could get the help it appears he so desperately needs. As most people know, Trump doesn’t drink, and although some photos have surfaced on social media of him with glasses of…

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A Feather for Orlando

This morning, while at prayer in my garden, I found a feather. It’s tiny, surely from either one of the breast feathers of a bird, or perhaps from one of the babies starting to appear. It’s a bluish grey and white. Fragile as a dandelion wisp. I have a long history with feathers turning up…

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International Women's Day and Selfies.

On this International Women’s Day, I’m reading a book called “American Girls” by Nancy Joe Sales. It’s a fascinating look at how social media affects girls between 13-19. Note: Of course, not all girls are so involved. And of course the problem isn’t limited to ‘girls’ — a term Sales recognizes as problematic in terms…

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