Has this day changed you?

“Day ends, and before sleep
when the sky dies down,
consider your altered state:

has this day changed you?
Are the corners sharper or rounded off?
Did you live with death?
Make decisions that quieted?
Find one clear word that fit?
At the sun’s midpoint did you notice a pitch of absence,
bewilderment that invites the possible?
What did you learn from things you dropped
and picked up and dropped again?
Did you set a straw parallel to the river,
let the flow carry you downstream?”

~ Jeanne Lohmann, The Light of Invisible Bodies

Photo, Sawsan, Chicago, Loyola beach Bird Sanctuary. 7/1/2019, Sunrise.

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What’s its Latin root?

Tonare: to Thunder.

There is Thunder in astonishment.”

~ Sena Jeter Naslund, Ahab’s Wife. Or, The Star Gazer.

Photo: Chicago, heavy rain storm Sunday 5/19/19

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Will never stop

My heartbeat quickens at
the thought of birthing poems
which is why I will never stop
opening myself up to conceive them

~ rupi kaur

Photo: sunrise, lake Michigan, Chicago, 4/25/19

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Yes, a long day…

One day, alone in the kitchen with my father, I let drop a few whines about the job. I gave him details, examples of what troubled me, yet although he listened intently, I saw no sympathy in his eyes. No “Oh, you poor little thing.” Perhaps he understood that what I wanted was a solution to the job, not an escape from it. In any case, he put down his cup of coffee and said, “Listen. You don’t live there. You live here. With your people. Go to work. Get your money. And come on home.”

That was what he said. This was what I heard:

1. Whatever the work is, do it well—not for the boss but for yourself.

2. You make the job; it doesn’t make you.

3. Your real life is with us, your family.

4. You are not the work you do; you are the person you are.

I have worked for all sorts of people since then, geniuses and morons, quick-witted and dull, bighearted and narrow. I’ve had many kinds of jobs, but since that conversation with my father I have never considered the level of labor to be the measure of myself, and I have never placed the security of a job above the value of home.

~ Toni Morrison, excerpt from “The Work You Do, The Person You Are” (The New Yorker, June 5, 2017)

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For Dale, with love…

Dale, you were with me all day today!

It’s finally the end of a long stormy snowing day, and I finally sat down and a dear writer, Victoria Erickson, shared these words by Emery Allen.

And I dedicate them to you!

Much Love


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First weekend off in months…

It is evening of another day,
The end of the week
And time for taking off ones shoes,
Folding up the work week
And slipping on
Comfort and care for the heart, mind and body.

Relax into no explanations
Or needs to know right from wrong,
Deep breath in
Deep breath out

Find a cup of tea,
A wrap for your lap,
A funny movie,
A friend to go out with,

Lunch on a Saturday,
Weekend catching up,
Sitting out on the patio
As the sunset is coming up.

Laugh at what brings a chuckle,
Cry if the day has been sad,
Hold your thoughts off to the side,
Until you are ready
To begin again.

Enjoy your weekend.
Blessings as you go.
As you sleep
As you pray
As you find all those parts and pieces
That make your heart flow out to another.

Rev. Donna Knutson

March 22nd, 2019

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Happy 182nd Birthday, Chicago!

@ 0°F, feels like negative 19°F with the wind.

Converts to negative 30°C with the wind.

Photo source: Alex Enriquez

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