2015: “A Rose When I Was A Child…”

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It was the voice of my Italian grandmother who used to say things like: “…you kids grow too fast. Slow down. Smell my roses; they not last either.” I, of course heard her, but did I listen? No, not really. Her message was imprisoned in my youth. But today, yes the first day of 2015 at around ten at night I heard: “…see, I tell you the truth.”

I wonder what Maria would think of humankind these days—so far removed from the immigrants struggling in the coal mining camps of her day. For Heaven’s sakes we are now searching for answers in the Cosmos and losing sight of our neighbor next door. Don’t get me wrong, I find significance in knowledge. But more, I find hopefulness in the storytelling of those who came before us. The ones who warned us to slow down… “Tomorrow waits for no one.”

2015: Who among you will dare to smell a rose or listen to the laughter of a child or remember the voices of those who came before or hold an aged hand and ask: “What do you mean grandmother that I grow too fast? After all: LIFE IS INTENTION!

“OUR WORLD TRAVELED…”

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In my youth, knowledge of Our World existed between the covers of books that transported me to ports-of-call I only dreamed of visiting. Today, I blend together my travels with my acceptance of the complexities of our world – unfamiliar thoughts now planted in my garden of understanding. What follows is my harvest:

  • Each of us is born alone and death will be without companionship. In between, we are amongst Earth’s Sisters and Brothers.
  • Corporeal truths are  physically experienced—Spiritual truths are gathered in life’s backyard.
  • We The People neither yell nor whisper in the ear of supremacy. The prosperous might get a      glimpse of it. The poor are still poor in spite of it. And, most will never get close enough to discover its vulnerabilities.
  • Children and education are conjoined twins that should never be separated.
  • To be invited within is to be greeted with the blessing of hospitality.
  • If progress, however slight is not shared, we will not perceive our own plight.
  • Teach one another to plant—recognizing our diversity—and a seed will not only take root: it will grow change.
  • Presumption is a misplaced comfort.