When I was a young child, I would occasionally hear statements like this: “If only [those people] would just go away and leave the community, then everything would be better.” [Those people] were some sort of Other - racial, sexual, political, etc…) Luckily, my mother was close by and at the ready to remind me …
Yesterday morning I had the urge to make bread and to start tidying up the backyard garden. I started with the garden first. As I stepped off the patio, I startled two mice who had been nibbling in the grass. One ran to the jasmine. The other to hide among the raised garden beds. Uh-oh.
A couple of Tuesdays ago, I got burned - literally. I was cooking and reached far in to the oven to get the pan out. My arm lifted a little too high and hit the hot wire shelf just above where the oven mitt stopped. Ouch!
As August drew to a close, I started a novena to Stella Maris, the Blessed Virgin Mary in her form as Star of the Sea - guide to seafarers, navigators, and anyone who feels lost.