I was reading through tweets this morning and stopped for a longer while at the feed of a favourite:  @BrainPicker.  She, Maria Popova, had posted this delight: I shook my head knowingly.  Indeed, in so many ways, that level of clarity would be helpful—especially to someone who has regularly bumbled her way through social interactions for…

Let me begin by asking you to bear with me. This should all eventually connect… A long while ago I had decided that the students who would receive my fictional millions as scholarships would be those students who sometimes receive instead a sigh and a look to the distance, as if wondering how to characterize…

The other morning, I looked out from where I usually sit to have a mugfull of something comforting and wakening, and had an insight. Nothing outlandish, nothing any more existential or deep than the amber of my Assam that was steeping beside me…yet somehow still pleasantly buzzy within me because it had never come to…

Life is so short…Life is so short… There isn’t enough time to love.  I don’t know where people find time to hate. Sheikh Hamza offering a sermon at the funeral for the seven Barho children  killed in a house fire earlier this week. This was how his sermon ended.  A sermon at a funeral for…

I recently saw a Social Media post on the RSCJ vocations page…it’s a video of a window cleaner having fun with children who are patients in the hospital he’s helping clean.  Creating bows, glasses, ‘staches, hats…out of suds, he takes pictures of them through the pane and shows them to get the kids laughing.  The…

Canopy of Awe At my rising and at my setting, your light, sweet God, your light… By the sun and by the moon, and by their gradient embrace upon the horizon,  I give you thanks and I praise you. For you, you are astoundingly beautiful and you gift my day and night spirit with a…

Walt, William, Edna, Christina, Emily, Pablo, Gabriela, Wislawa, William Butler, Anne, Rainer, Jessica, May, Thomas Stearns, Alfred, Gerard Manley, Denise… There is another among your numbers today… Though, I don’t imagine she’s made her way front and centre.  More likely, Mary’s on a wander through the heavens, bounding with her dogs and penciling observations of…

Sometimes, a certain sort of beautiful day happens… and the good music in the heart makes it both into the pot and onto page.  Today was a day like that. Soup pot Poetics Improv your choreography, soup pot glory… let loose your steam of dance-together grace. There’s a little bit of waltz and long slide…

It’s all I have to bring to-day, this and my heart, beside, this and my heart and all the fields, and all the meadows wide. Be sure you count, should I forget— someone the sum could tell,— This, and my heart, and all the bees which in the clover dwell. —Emily Dickinson— Thank you, Emily…

30 December, 2018 I have heard the University of King’s College Cathedral Choir sing many times before, yet each time is a different experience because the sound, the exquisite beauty they loose into the universe, is interacting with what I bring to the listening.   Planets, solar systems, and galaxies have at different times been…