Category: Poetic Rambling
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The Way They Were, the Way we Are
Each photo holds a moment that once felt permanent. What remains is not what we see, But a quiet truth- which is felt deeply, understood over time. Even though everything changes, these shifts don’t erase the connections that exist between…
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Stand up/Speak Out
« Episcopal Bishop, Rev. Mariann Edgar Budde, publicly called out Trump to his face today at a service at the National Cathedral in Washington, DC. This was some next level Jesus-style calling out the powerful that you rarely see exampled anymore.…
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How Poetry Tells the Truth
Recently, my friend Arnelle shared this haiku and it has stayed with me: “Barn’s burnt down, now I can see the moon.” — Mizuta Masahide (17th-century Japanese poet and samurai). The haiku awakens me to a deeper, more critical, and even cynical…
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The Happiness Jar
Via Melissa Gilbert The tale and idea is by Melissa Gilbert. Who said if her house was on fire her happiness jar would be the first thing she would tak. images and video can be seen here by sketches in…
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Above All Life
“You cannot be neutral on a moving train” Zinn We are Sacred Hearts no matter what our faith is or is not. The resilience of those who suffer mercilessly through no fault of their own, yet still continue to sing,…
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A Tabernacle Door
Finding a 17th-century tabernacle door filled me with questions. Its angelic face is carved from a single piece of wood— Time has peeled away layers of paint, leaving behind a weathered beauty. Its expression is a silent witness to countless…