visions of sugar plums

“While visions of sugar-plums danced in [our] heads. And [ma] in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled [down] for a long winter’s nap. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash…”

And what I saw there was the Spirit of ~read more~

tenth annual “new” Fast Day

Fast Day was once a national holiday. The “opposite of Thanksgiving,” instead of a feast and celebration, it featured a fast and contrition. It was even at the opposite end of the calendar, in April rather than November.

Centuries later, we are reviving and reimagining the holiday for contemporary life. This Thursday, April 5, 2012, the First Unitarian Church of Hobart will observe the tenth annual “new” Fast Day. You and your congregation are invited ~read more~

Lilly on Evolution

“How come you think humans evolved from monkeys?” asked Lilly, “Don’t you think dogs are much smarter than they are?” Lillie is our dog, and she often communicates with me. As far as I know, she does not talk–er, think, I receive her thoughts in  my mind—with anybody else.

“Well, girl, I know that you are pretty smart.”

“Don’t deflect. How do you think chimpanzees compare to dogs? And do you really think humans were ~read more~

Tebowing is wrong

I do not know Tim Tebow, so I don’t know if I like him as a person. I do *not* like the cultural icon he has become. And still, I believe that “tebowing,” making fun of his praying during football games, is a form of relgious intolerance.

It has been apparent to most football fans, since he graduated from the University of Florida, that Mr. Tebow lacked the skills to be a success in the ~read more~

vm: Harvey Pekar

This week we celebrate the birthday of Harvey Pekar, who said, “the so-called average person often exhibits a great deal of heroism in getting through an ordinary day.”

Here is my post about Harvey, after his death on July 12, 2010 (including links to obituaries)


We call upon Enki, ancient Sumerian god of water; and Tiamat, primordial goddess of the ocean, and mother of all the Babylonian deities; we think of Oceanus, and the Nixies, and Mazu, Varuna, Suijin— and all the other metaphorical embodiments of water…

we open our awareness to the water that makes up the majority of our own bodies; we note our utter dependence upon water to live;

We note the tenth anniversary of the attacks ~read more~

blogspot silence

I have not updated my other blog, The Yes Church, for a while now.  For some reason, I have been unable to post anything for a week or so.  I am currently blaming my upgrade to IE9, and have some emails out to seek help.

The outage has caused me to reflect on my blogging habits. I am now more aware of my own need to communicate in the blogosphere. A negative interpretation might be that ~read more~

Mars curious

NASA has unveiled its newest Mars Rover.  The Curiosity is slated for launch this November. After a ten-month trip, it will search for signs of life and perform other experiments–ideally for two years.  According to a CNN story, the name “Curiosity” came from a student in Kansas, Clara Ma, who won a trip to JPL and the opportunity to sign the bottom of the rover.

I am still not totally finished grieving the intrepid Phoenix, ~read more~

Lillie and Gov. Walker

After the third time Lillie dropped her ball at my feet, I finally looked up: “I’m sorry, girl, I am too upset to play.” “What’s the matter?” she asked (Lilly is our dog, but she sometimes talks to me. Nobody else ever hears her, but I have grown used to it). I told her that I was worried about union workers. In Wisconsin, and in a dozen other states, newly elected lawmakers are attempting to ~read more~

February Peace Vespers

Speaking only for myself, the more that I suffer, the more I am able to feel compassion for the suffering of others. The deeper my sorrow, the softer my heart, the next time I see a teardrop fall.

Each new *kind* of suffering I experience—-losing a job, losing a loved one, undergoing surgery, treating another harshly, and hearing my own words echo in my head—-each new type of suffering opens my soul a little wider ~read more~