I had a chance to hear the group Sweet Honey in the Rock this afternoon– it was an amazing experience! I have never watched and heard people sing so…so…thoroughly!! It was simply spectacular and stunningly beautiful to watch the sound come to life in the whole body of the woman singing. Yes…that’s it…sound coming to…
Author: Kimberly M. King
I am a Religious of the Sacred Heart (RSCJ) living in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada. I am the director of Barat Spirituality Centre, www.baratspirituality.org, a writer, a juggler, a quick wit, a walker. I enjoy reading all sorts of fiction and non-fiction and regularly write both essays and poetry. Other interests and abilities include Spanish/English written translation and simultaneous interpretation, cooking, and time spent thinking and observing.
Flipping for Friday Fives
The Friday Five from RevGals… 1) When was the last time you flipped a coin or even saw one flipped in person? Flipped one today, actually, to solve a gripe…and taught a whole new generation the art of the thumb-flick flip. My students were quite impressed, thank you very much. I learned it from my…
An Experiment Gone Right
I have posted before about the pleasures of various meals–the creating of them, the eating of them… I suppose in more than one way, it feeds my poetic soul to experience something with as many senses as possible. Writing somehow has become another one of them. Another way of experiencing, nearly another sense all together–to…
An apple for the students
It was not an easy week at work. It was not an easy week at work but the day is sunny today. It was not an easy week at work, but the day is sunny today and I have on rainbow colored socks as I write. It was not an easy week at work, but…
Who’s the Muse?
An excerpt from a bit of writing I did a while back and recently rediscovered… Part of what I was writing in the text was that there is no difference for me between the Muse and the Spirit. Given the truth of that, I also had to step back and notice then how much more…
In case you wondered
From my bus ride home… “This is how you become REAL invisible…you do this (approx. five year old boy makes whacking-chopping motions with each forearm) then one arm turns yellow, one turns blue, and then it happens! But, only if you are wearing your tight pants, like in ballet.” THAT explains why it’s never worked…
Friday 5, the Fall Edition
Questions from RevGals… As this vivid season begins, tell us five favorite things about fall: 1) A fragrance — nuts roasting in street vendor carts; loamy earth; chili on the stove; Constant Comment tea (childhood memory). 2) A color– the heart of fire 3) An item of clothing — a rose plaid flannel/fleece shirt jacket–well…
Linguistic ponderings
I had another interesting language experience the other night while talking on the computer with someone in Mexico. My friend made reference to knowing that something would happen in el momento adecuado. This made perfect sense to me. The adequate moment—which wasn’t adequate exactly, but rather appropriate–the moment that was sufficiently the right moment for…
¿Que has hecho?
I find myself in a funny position right now. Well, actually, both feet are on the rung of the chair and my hands are resting on the keyboard…so it isn’t the physical position that is funny, but rather the mental one. I had one of those GREAT teaching days today that absolutely revs me up…
Consider the Lilies 