Category Archives: quotations and poetry

where the living is

Yet I’ve learned again and again I can’t go over, under, or around, and I can’t turn back.  No matter how high or rough the surf, going through every stage is where the living is. -Andrea Jarrell, I’m the One Who Got Away

I’m not sure of anything

I do know that I love many believers and I pulse with gratitude that wants a locus and I wonder about the wonders I see around me and feel inside me. But I’m not sure of anything. -Kelly Corrigan, Tell Me More


Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity. ~ Simone Weil Yet another gem from the luminous A First Sip.

Make your way through it with grace

“Sometimes the answer is ‘This is life, in all its variety. Make your way through it with grace, and never forget that I love you.’ ” —Julia Spencer-Fleming, In the Bleak Midwinter Indeed.  Thank you to my friend Katie, on whose beautiful blog I found these words.

she lets the earth turn slowly around her

She lets the earth turn slowly around her and she thinks, you are doing this for a reason, and if you can’t see what comes next, you take each moment as it comes. – My Absolute Darling, Gabriel Tallent

the shifting plates … your precious life

Faultlines by Rev. Robert Walsh   Did you ever think there might be a fault line Passing underneath your living room: A place in which your life is lived In meeting and in separating, wondering and telling, Unaware that just beneath you Is the unseen seam of great plates that strain through time? And that […]

the real ones

I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all. -Laura Ingalls Wilder A mantra for 2018

there is still so much here I do not understand

Toward the Solstice, 1977 The thirtieth of November. Snow is starting to fall. A peculiar silence is spreading Over the fields, the maple grove. It is the thirtieth of May, Rain pours on ancient bushes, runs Down the youngest blade of grass. I am trying to hold in one steady glance All the parts of […]

to notice each thing

We are here to abet creation and to witness it, to notice each thing so each thing gets noticed. Together we notice not only each mountain shadow and each stone on the beach but we notice each other’s beautiful face and complex nature so that creation need not play to an empty house. ~ Annie […]

To a Daughter Leaving Home

More than a few people sent me this poem when Grace was leaving for school, which was lovely.  I’ve long known and loved it, and it feels particularly poignant right now, right after the first week that she was home since leaving.  And you know what?  I miss her – we all do – but […]