Monthly Archives: January 2004

Mary Oliver

I found a treasure trove of Mary Oliver’s Poetry online. (update — I added the link to the treasure trove of poetry I forgot when I first posted) The world needs to clone en masse the Love Child of Mary … Continue reading

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Zen and Butterfly Effect

I read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance way back in college. It was one of the key stepping stones toward my conversion to faith. Not a huge step, but a nudge in the spiritual direction. For the first … Continue reading

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Pointing

I think Kurt’s latest entry may have saved my blog. Kurt posted a link to a blogger I never read before named Lorianne. Her explanation of Christian Zen and the Bodhisattva-Christ is the clearest and most concise of anything I’ve … Continue reading

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Bad Art Night

Wednesday, February 25th is the date for the next Bad Art Night. Same Place. This time the theme is Duct Tape. We’ll start out with a duct tape wallet workshop and then release everybody to create and innovate with everybody’s … Continue reading

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Copycat

Well, if Elaine is going to post poetry of E. E. Cummings, I will too. He is my long time favorite. love is a place & through this place of love move (with brightness of peace) all places yes is … Continue reading

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Chocolate Charities

For Mr. Freshpants, his various playrooms are life’s landmarks. He knows the ones he goes to most often — the playroom at church, the playroom which is pre-school, and the playroom at the babysitting service we use — and relates … Continue reading

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Quit Trying

“God is known both in all objects and outside all objects. God is known both through knowing and through unknowing . . . He is nothing of what is, and therefore cannot be known through anything that is; and yet … Continue reading

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Too tired to say anything original, I post a brilliant poem

“After the Revolution for Jesus a Secular Man Prepares His Final Remarks” by Miller Williams What the blind lost when radio gave way to TV, what the deaf lost when movies stopped spelling out words and spoke, was a way … Continue reading

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The insidious process by which a Want becomes a Need

I’ve decided I want a VCR upstairs at our house. Our one VCR is downstairs, which facilitates kids watching Winnie The Pooh and Veggie Tales, but our digital cable box is upstairs. We can only get channels up to two … Continue reading

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‘Shaper Shaped’

In days gone by I used to be A potter who would feel His fingers mould the yielding clay To patterns on his wheel; But now, through wisdom lately won, That pride has gone away, I have ceased to be … Continue reading

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Home Move-ies

The only times I ever exercised regularly are when I was playing sports like racquetball or tennis. I can exercise for a lot longer and more enthusiastically if there’s a game involved. That’s why this article about trends in kinesthetic … Continue reading

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Bye, Captain

Captain Kangaroo is gone. Gen X’ers everywhere are feeling a fluctuation in the force. As a kid I was always a little irritated at Captain Kangaroo for not being able to figure out that Bunny Rabbit was going to drop … Continue reading

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Lowly and Exalted

The wise people over on Kurt’s Blog are discussing a quote on the necessity of not just accepting life’s suffering but claiming one’s suffering as part of one’s beiing. I went to comment, but saw that I had nothing really … Continue reading

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Bad Art, Good Company

The new incarnation of Bad Art Night at Tropioca was as successful as the best one I ever held out in the burbs. And that’s with three no-shows of people I was expecting to come, so there’s room to grow. … Continue reading

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Postmodern Pacheco Parody

Heresy I do not love my Church. Its abstract splendor is beyond my grasp. But (although it sounds bad) I would give my life for ten parishes in it, ministries, families, a run-down diocese, gray, grotesque, various saints from its … Continue reading

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