Remembering joy…

Monday evening, I participated in the Service of Remembrance at St. Mark's Episcopal Church in my neighborhood.  The Service of Remembrance, or, as some call it, a "blue" service, is the seasonal service for "the rest of us" -- those of us who find the required mirth of the secular season difficult.  I am always surprised that so few people attend these services, because I know that there are so many who find this season challenging.  For me, it was an important time to stop and feel, to sit and pray, and to be with others in a like-hearted space. In one brief hour, whoever planned the service managed to…
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Pausing for a moment

I have a lot of things on my mind that I would like to write about, but, for a whole lot of reasons, I have neither the mental focus nor the energy to tackle them today.  But, feeling that I have been silent for too long on this page, I wanted to share something with the world.  While I am not a big fan of poetry (funny thing, for someone who SINGS it all the time), but as I opened a new piece of music this morning that I ordered in honor of a friend who does really like poetry (yes, Amy, that's you) I was struck by the poem that…
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Remembering joy…

Monday evening, I participated in the Service of Remembrance at St. Mark's Episcopal Church in my neighborhood.  The Service of Remembrance, or, as some call it, a "blue" service, is the seasonal service for "the rest of us" -- those of us who find the required mirth of the secular season difficult.  I am always surprised that so few people attend these services, because I know that there are so many who find this season challenging.  For me, it was an important time to stop and feel, to sit and pray, and to be with others in a like-hearted space. In one brief hour, whoever planned the service managed to…
Read More

Pausing for a moment

I have a lot of things on my mind that I would like to write about, but, for a whole lot of reasons, I have neither the mental focus nor the energy to tackle them today.  But, feeling that I have been silent for too long on this page, I wanted to share something with the world.  While I am not a big fan of poetry (funny thing, for someone who SINGS it all the time), but as I opened a new piece of music this morning that I ordered in honor of a friend who does really like poetry (yes, Amy, that's you) I was struck by the poem that…
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