For Anna, Herself and Goddess Constructs and the Great Mother All and Endless CompassionI ask the force I will callThe Deep Compassionto join me in wordsas I voice love mingled with ache,as I seek to say it rightly The Deep Compassionheeds no call:we clap our hands,children begging favors I hold up my cupThis medicine is… Continue reading my friend Kristen wrote a poem for me (for Mother’s Day)
Speaking of other strange expressions during card games, my brother is quite fond of saying, "in the catbird seat." This is based on a short story of the same name by James Thurber, which appeared in the November 14, 1942 edition of The New Yorker. I remember reading this story at a young-ish age, possibly in high school, and having exactly no idea what it was about. The definition of the phrase, as narrated in the story, provided little insight: "'Tearing up the pea patch' meant going on a rampage; 'sitting in the catbird seat' means sitting pretty, like a batter with three balls and no strikes on him."
I swear this kid is so obsessed with Christmas, his birthday, and getting presents, I just want to go and send him to Plum Village... Tattoo "Things won't make me happy" backwards on his forehead, so as soon as he learns how to read, he can read that every day. I guess non-attachment as a lifestyle is a bit of a stretch for a four-year old. *sigh*
"Prose is architecture, not interior decoration, and the Baroque is over." - Ernest Hemingway http://www.brainpickings.org/2013/04/19/hemingway-on-writing/ At best, I'm ambivalent about Hemingway. The awesome, booze-soaked Parisian meanderings aside, dude had some serious issues. I read The Sun Also Rises, and Did. Not. Get. It. I remember my English teacher, Ms. Stubbs, asking me, "You knew he… Continue reading Quote of the Day, Hemingway
"Anyone who has a continuous smile on his face conceals a toughness that is almost frightening." Greta Garbo Think of all those customer service monkeys who have to pretend to be happy all day. Wow.
Me: Sometimes I honestly feel like the struggles of my life cannot be described in ordinary terms. Hence, hyperbole.
From TODAY: Me: My daughter is 8 months old and my son is about 4 and 1/4th going on whatever age is going to drive me the most nuts. From TWO WEEKS AGO: An actual conversation between me & the kid: (The news was on tv, and one of the announcers said something about 14 candidates… Continue reading Quotes of the day:
"Life shrinks or expands according to one's courage." - Anais Nin Tester. Boring first post. This is fine. I am going to be okay!