4.04.2009
1.20.2009
i loved this...
'Praise Song for the Day'
Each day we go about our business, walking past each other, catching each others’ eyes or not, about to speak or speaking. All about us is noise. All about us is noise and bramble, thorn and din, each one of our ancestors on our tongues. Someone is stitching up a hem, darning a hole in a uniform, patching a tire, repairing the things in need of repair.
Someone is trying to make music somewhere with a pair of wooden spoons on an oil drum with cello, boom box, harmonica, voice.
A woman and her son wait for the bus.
ALEXANDER: A farmer consider the changing sky; A teacher says, “Take out your pencils. Begin.”
We encounter each other in words, Words spiny or smooth, whispered or declaimed; Words to consider, reconsider.
We cross dirt roads and highways that mark the will of someone and then others who said, “I need to see what’s on the other side; I know there’s something better down the road.”
We need to find a place where we are safe; We walk into that which we cannot yet see.
Say it plain, that many have died for this day. Sing the names of the dead who brought us here, who laid the train tracks, raised the bridges, picked the cotton and the lettuce, built brick by brick the glittering edifices they would then keep clean and work inside of.
Praise song for struggle; praise song for the day. Praise song for every hand-lettered sign; The figuring it out at kitchen tables.
Some live by “Love thy neighbor as thy self.”
Others by first do no harm, or take no more than you need.
What if the mightiest word is love, love beyond marital, filial, national. Love that casts a widening pool of light. Love with no need to preempt grievance.
In today’s sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made, any sentence begun.
On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp -- praise song for walking forward in that light.
Each day we go about our business, walking past each other, catching each others’ eyes or not, about to speak or speaking. All about us is noise. All about us is noise and bramble, thorn and din, each one of our ancestors on our tongues. Someone is stitching up a hem, darning a hole in a uniform, patching a tire, repairing the things in need of repair.
Someone is trying to make music somewhere with a pair of wooden spoons on an oil drum with cello, boom box, harmonica, voice.
A woman and her son wait for the bus.
ALEXANDER: A farmer consider the changing sky; A teacher says, “Take out your pencils. Begin.”
We encounter each other in words, Words spiny or smooth, whispered or declaimed; Words to consider, reconsider.
We cross dirt roads and highways that mark the will of someone and then others who said, “I need to see what’s on the other side; I know there’s something better down the road.”
We need to find a place where we are safe; We walk into that which we cannot yet see.
Say it plain, that many have died for this day. Sing the names of the dead who brought us here, who laid the train tracks, raised the bridges, picked the cotton and the lettuce, built brick by brick the glittering edifices they would then keep clean and work inside of.
Praise song for struggle; praise song for the day. Praise song for every hand-lettered sign; The figuring it out at kitchen tables.
Some live by “Love thy neighbor as thy self.”
Others by first do no harm, or take no more than you need.
What if the mightiest word is love, love beyond marital, filial, national. Love that casts a widening pool of light. Love with no need to preempt grievance.
In today’s sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made, any sentence begun.
On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp -- praise song for walking forward in that light.
1.14.2009
1.04.2009
new things
sammy just started making a new noise. And he is really laughing. Especially with John. He likes when he says "Boo!" to him.
Jack is dancing and likes to sing "Wild Thing."
Jack is dancing and likes to sing "Wild Thing."
1.01.2009
2009!
So I woke up today with a little hangover and a little boy telling me to wake up. I thought back on past new years and I always had a better year when I had a headache on new years day. I am planning on doing things to take care of myself a little better.
I am going to...
-take a yoga class once a week
-take care of my bones
-recycle more and no more styrofoam
-and get a website going for photography and illustration
These are the things I love, I will make some money when I am doing the right thing.
I am going to...
-take a yoga class once a week
-take care of my bones
-recycle more and no more styrofoam
-and get a website going for photography and illustration
These are the things I love, I will make some money when I am doing the right thing.
12.29.2008
new things
Sammy tried a little bite of food today for the first time. I need to write down what he has been up to the last month as well! Where does the time go? He is super smiley and it is always a pleasure to be around him. He is laughing more. Especially with peek-a-boo and when you kiss his belly.
Jack is definitely two. Saying no to me so often and not listening. He seems to only want to eat lollypops at the moment.
We had a great Christmas. It was fun to see how much he loved opening presents. HIs favorite qoute was, "I am so excited!" and "Oh my gosh!"
Jack is definitely two. Saying no to me so often and not listening. He seems to only want to eat lollypops at the moment.
We had a great Christmas. It was fun to see how much he loved opening presents. HIs favorite qoute was, "I am so excited!" and "Oh my gosh!"
12.10.2008
sammy about to roll over
Sammy is just about to roll! He is so sweet, one of the happiest little guys I have ever met. I love in the morning when I wake him up he has the best smile for me.
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