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I have spent most of my career as a French professor and a research librarian, and have been reinventing myself as a writer. I’m...

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The Spy

O.k. That did it. They came in today while I was out and corrupted my system. I was barely able to get on, being a Wiley Coyote. If not for that, I would not have gotten on at all. I should NEVER have mentioned Homeland Security! Maybe it really WAS Homeland Security! More likely, it was just the neighborhood stalker. Or just the hood. Whatever the case, someone has been trying very hard to knock me off the internet. Whatever the case – YIIIIKES!…

Then, when I pointed the camera I’m using, at the moment, all around the scene from my patio, learning all the facets of the camera, someone on a balcony yelled, “SHE’S GOT A CAMERA!” Sounded like a felony. Why did I feel GUILTY???? IT’S NOT LIKE IT’S A GUN! I DIDN’T COMMIT A CRIME! I DON’T EVEN KNOW THESE PEOPLE! I wasn’t even trying

The New Year

My saucy mood has passed with more distance from the wonderful movies I watched this past week. (I love movies. Fond of Angelina Jolie movies, and Mel Gibson movies, I guess LOTS of movies Matt Damon is good too…etc., and spy movies and mysteries and some science fiction, as well as anything else that looks interesting.)It has been a wonderful holiday season, and now it’s time to look into the future. What will the year 2011 bring? Planning for the New Year doesn’t seem to help most people, says the news reporter, as only 12% stick with their resolutions after January. What I found about resolutions and reaching goals is that it’s important to WRITE THEM DOWN. Then one must make weekly or monthly checks to see what progress has been made, and WRITE IT DOWN. This helps orient the min…

A New Year - 2011

Wow! Seems like just yesterday it was the year 2000, and I was traveling to receive the special indulgences of a Jubilee year. Visions of Lourdes, Assisi, Rome, LaSalette, and Lisieux run through my mind in rapid succession. It was a blessed trip, with many small miracles.…

And that brings me to 2011 in a way. I was thinking of the hurried conversations about the year 2012 which began popping up in the year 2000, because the year 2012 is when the Mayan calendar ends. Some suggested the world was going to end in December 2012. Heck! Maybe it just means Jesus will return in 2012, and we’ll create a new calendar. That’s a happy thought…I think. What if He comes back MAD?!? :- 0 haha…I think. So it’s a really good time to start getting our lives in order, something we often do at the

Winter Soothes the Soul - a Bird Story

I’ve been watching the tree outside through the summer, with its lush spread of leaves, blocking out a whole section of sky from my patio door’s view. But then its leaves turned yellow and gold, and began falling, dressing the steps and walkways in color. Now against today’s gray sky, its stark branches, almost naked, still hold some of the golden leaves, which seem to glow in the gathering darkness like little suns. They brighten the cloud cover with simple reflected light. All summer, the sun brightened and fed them. Now, they feed back to the sky the sun it has spent the whole summer gathering.In the summer it was home for a family of cardinals, and blessed me with a few peeks at their young son, who grew tall and strong and curious, gazing in through my patio door. He was bright…

Merry Christmas to All!

“The thrill of hope, a weary world rejoices,
for yonder breaks, a new and glorious morn!”…

Great words! For all the world’s troubles and problems right now, for our own personal problems, sorrows, and losses, for the state of the economy and the state of the world, here is the solution! Here is our hope! Not mere platitudes, but a profound reality. This was seen so often in the life of Padre Pio, one of the great saints of the 20th century. Since he had the…um…ear of Jesus, you might say, his words give us so much insight into our own situations and lives. I keep thinking of what the Padre told one father of a little boy he brought to Pio for healing. Padre Pio told the father, “The child will be healed, on the condition that you return to the Commandments and the Sacraments.” Some st

On Suicide and God's Great Love

Today I became aware of some statistics (which I will give at the end of this entry) that really shocked and surprised me, and I had to add something on it. It has to do with suicide and a personal sense of sin or failure or guilt. NO ONE SHOULD EVER COMMIT SUICIDE BECAUSE THEY FEEL GUILTY! God is a God of love and forgiveness! This has been so dramatically demonstrated in the birth, life and redemptive death of Jesus Christ! Not only that, but saints throughout time have sacrificed for “sinners”, that they may return to the warm embrace of our Loving Creator. So there is no need to lose hope, despair, or kill yourself. Life changes. Wherever you are mentally and emotionally will change. You will see things from a different perspective in a while. And when you’re older, you will h…

Pereseverance and Crown

I love reading the letters of Padre Pio, one of the great saints of the 20th century (he died in 1968.). A few words captured my attention this morning, because they give so much encouragement and hope to those who suffer. He said that if we persevere, a crown awaits us in Heaven for all we endured. He said that life is short, only a brief time to accumulate glory for God through our sufferings and perseverance. Other saints have said the same thing. Life is something of a battle, a navigation on a sea that is sometimes rough and stormy. That is the unstated comment in this passage.…

The Padre enlightened the path, saying, “Let us adhere to the will of God; let this be the star on which we rest our gaze during this navigation, because in this way we cannot but reach the heavenly port

UT Student Suicide

I woke up sickly this morning and stepped out for my morning trip to the store. Didn’t go far and came right back home. But when I called my son to talk about an appointment, he said,
“I’m surprised you didn’t call me earlier.”
I asked why.
“Because of the UT shootings,” he said.
Immediately, my heart skipped a beat and fear washed over me. “What happened?” I asked.
“Two guys went onto the UT campus and they killed 7 people. Then one shooter committed suicide. But it’s ok, Mom. I’m not on campus today. And Chris isn’t either. He was alerted on Twitter and didn’t go to class.”
I couldn’t stay on the phone. I was already in tears. I had been a Graduate Instructor at UT years ago. Though I had no suspicion that my son might have been there, since…

Meditation, Psalm 42

You say, “Oh, has HE talked to you today?”
with a chuckle, and you’re right
I sat up with Scripture half the night.
The most beautiful words I’ve ever read
said…

“Deep is calling on deep”

WOW! I could spend the rest of my life
just thinking on this one thing,
which makes my heart sing
from some mysterious place.
Dear Lord, draw me into the depths of your grace!

But the verse from above
in fullness reads,
“Deep is calling on deep,
in the roar of waters;
your torrents and all your waves
swept over me.” Ps 42
The depths, apt analogy for God.
“Lord, wash over me, and I’ll be swept away!”
The Psalmist goes on to say,
“By day the Lord will send
his loving kindness;
by night I will sing to him,
praise the God of my life.”

Why should we mourn when it’s our turn
to

Preparing the Way

I just discovered that I had entered my poems in the wrong section. Journal entries are not for creative writing, so I’ve moved them to the “Writing” section. Sorry for the misdirection. But I didn’t want to leave this entry blank now. How could I? So I thought I’d just ramble on a bit.…

As the Christmas season is in sight, I’ve been doing a little pondering. It’s that time of year again when I start thinking about what I’m going to MAKE for Christmas. I do buy some gifts, but I also like to make things for as many people as I can every year. I love to crochet and cook as hobbies when I have the energy. I often crochet slippers at Christmas. It makes me recall my most beloved aunt, whom we called “’Ti Tante”, a Cajun expression meaning “Little Aunt”. She was the oldest of my mot

On Despair

The poem that was here, “The Deep”, has been moved to the writing section, and initial comments on that poem are still below this entry. So for that poem go to the writing section. Thanks.…

I want to write something here because of a news segment I’ve just heard. A young man in this city, in despair, shot at police and then committed suicide today because his girlfriend broke up with him. I want to tell anyone reading this that life never remains static and these sorrows never remain. Life goes on and if we are wise, we turn to God who can give us infinitely more joy and peace than we can ever imagine. I know this is true, because it happened to me. You never know what is just around the bend. It could be something greater than you can imagine.

An excerpt from my morning prayer thi

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