Showing posts from July, 2016

Where Does the Idealism Go?

When I was a freshwomen in college, my favorite show was Grey's Anatomy. I especially loved the music they wove into each episode. In one particular episode, they used a song called "Where Does the Good Go?" I loved the show, just loved it.

I don't watch so much television anymore; in fact, I thought that Grey's Anatomy may have even ended by now (a quick Wikipedia check tells me it hasn't), but this past week I stayed up past my bedtime a few nights to watch the Democratic National Convention. As I listened to some pretty incredible speeches, I felt inspired on many occasions. Even though every change in Hillary's platform will most likely not come to fruition, I appreciated that both the current president and the hopeful next president were open about that reality, open to the idea that we can consider even just small change progress.

The thing that inspired me most was the idealism that I felt conveyed in the speeches, in those delivering them, and in …

Different Defintions of Productivity

It surprised me a bit that I was ready to go back to work after vacation. Because, really, who ever is? But, I was excited to go see the kids on Monday and get back into the groove.

I think this is because I was totally refreshed by my time away. It was just the right break and change of pace. While there, I used this phrase a few times: different kinds of productivity. We were rather busy the entire time, but in the best sense of the word busy.

This is what productivity looked like for me last week:

Morning kayaking
Late morning sea glass, shell, and stone collecting
Evening boat riding to see the site of one of the first Catholic liturgies in North America
Lots of nature watching (especially a family of ospreys)
While there I also started reading Krista Tippett's new book, Becoming Wise. It seems to me that part of becoming wise is learning the balance between the different productivities of our lives. Here are a few words from the book (which I highly recommend!):

There are supersta…

Livin' Off the Land

For a few days, I am embracing life through the gift of rejuvenation and encounter. In other words, I am on vacation.

So, after a peanut butter hamburger this past weekend, I am going a bit more natural. A feast awaits!



Let us walk in the holy presence. 


As I posted my last entry, I looked at the sidebar and found that I had posted 44 times in 2015 and 55 times in 2016. Using my fourth-grade-math-teacher-place-value skills, I added the ones column and the tens column only to find the value equal to 9 in both places.

This means that you are reading my 100th post!

But, I also came on here to post tonight only to find that this is the first time that my thousands place has a value of 9, which means I have reached over 9,000 posts!

Thank you all for reading about my journey, as well as your kinds words of encouragement since I began writing here.

I reached another milestone this weekend as I visited Penn State. We ate lunch at a restaurant called The Corner Room. Word on the street was that the burgers were good, which was not a problem for me. So, I glanced at the options on the menu:

It was basically telling me what I should order!

So I did...

And here is the proof that I consumed my first PB burger!

And, was it delicious?


Let us w…

Synchronous Poetry

Today someone gave me a book of poetry by David Budbill. I knew the name sounded familiar, so I started browsing through the Table of Contents for an equally familiar title. I found it. This moment of synchronous poetry seemed worth sharing.
What We Need
          The Emperor,           his bullies           and henchmen           terrorize the world           every day,
          which is why           every day
          we need
          a little poem           of kindness,
          a small song           of peace
          a brief moment           of joy.
Let us walk in the holy presence.
(A brief moment of joy: baby animals! c/o

Following the Path

The Way It Is William Stafford
There’s a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what you are pursuing. You have to explain about the thread. But it is hard for others to see. While you hold it you can’t get lost. Tragedies happen; people get hurt or die; and you suffer and get old. Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding. You don’t ever let go of the thread.
This weekend I participated in a retreat with a group of women called "Following the Path" here at the Mount. We used Joan Chittister's book by the same name, and guided by Joan, engaged in conversation about happiness and the pursuit of our passions.
I had participated in this same retreat two years ago, and that was the moment when I knew it was time to start seeking with this Erie Benedictine community. So, I was looking forward to reflecting on the same material at a different point in my journey. When I went back into my journal from July 2014, I found that the big …

A Walk in the Garden, continued

Now, we will move onto the "floral portion" of our visit to the botanical gardens in Cleveland last weekend.

Who doesn't appreciate the intricacies of orchids?
Here is a variety of Clematis that I had never seen before.
I don't particularly care for this picture, but I was mesmerized by just how blue the Delphinium were. 
The lilies were out in full force! 
And lily pads, too! 
This is called a Toothache Plant. And according to Wikipedia, it really works!
Let us walk in the holy presence.

A Walk in the Garden

With my mother and grandmother visiting this holiday weekend, we decided to journey to the botanical gardens in Cleveland. Anyone, even if you've already been there, must go! It was incredible! Here are some of my favorite photos. This time I will focus on the trees and other odds and ends. Next time I will post the flowers.

These first pictures were taken inside the Glasshouse, which recreated the environments of the desert in Madagascar and the rainforest of Costa Rica.
 Even though they are perfectly aligned and in lovely form, spores have always grossed me out for some reason!
I loved the interconnectedness of the trees with the surrounding life. 
The leaves of this banana tree are bigger than I am!
 A perfectly content butterfly - there were so many beautiful butterflies flying around the "rainforest." This one stayed put for at least a minute, which is even longer than I can sit still.
In the herb garden, they used chamomile as ground cover in some places, so I rub…