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…

The roof was gone at Mass today. And, in a sense, it was a storm that did it—a storm of glory in the form of song that pushed against the walls, against the roof, against the heart, and could not be contained. The roof was simply raised up with the power of the notes, the…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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…

…there came Oral Interpretation in college. It was there I learned how to translate my own personal experiences into a format that was both safe for me and engaging for others. I began by converting several actual incidents into monologues (the regularly occurring “Don’t be Boring for ten minutes” exercise) and realized that others would…

I recently described the process of going back to school as a teacher as one of going from around 30 mph to driving on the Autobahn when all you did was turn a corner. My students return tomorrow…there will be the thumping of backpacks, giggling, hugging, stamping up the stairs, whispers, welcomes, locker clanging, general…