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Saturday, October 27, 2007

Listening ~ Hearing

It happened this evening. I was sitting in concert listening to a Haydn String Quartett when I felt the music changing everything around me, the sounds full of secrets and mystery. It was as if a door were opening into a white room and there was harmony and tranquility there and the feeling that everything I had ever hoped for had come true. And for a short moment I felt as if I were so much more than myself.

Friday, October 26, 2007

Acquiescence

  • In restaurants they took away all the ashtrays. And now even forbidden smoking in the bars. Have heard no complaints.

  • Gasoline sells for $7.10 a gallon. Everyone drives, and pays.

  • The railroads and subways go on strike once a week. Commuters take it in stride.
  • Wednesday, October 24, 2007

    Envy

    While driving this morning I listened to an inspired Clara Haskil play a Piano Concerto by Mozart and couldn't help but think how flabby my emotional equipage is in comparison with theirs.

    Sunday, October 21, 2007

    First Illusion ~

    Mama was still in bed. We gave him a picture of her but instead of eating his breakfast he spent the whole time kissing her behind the picture glass.

    Tuesday, October 16, 2007

    Morning Visit

    The red ball of rising sun shone across our lawn this morning to a bowl of geraniums at the dining room window and lit them with a soft, heated glow. During breakfast we felt their warmth and couldn't help but marvel at their radiant beauty.

    Saturday, October 13, 2007

    Letting Go of Summer ~

    Where has the summer gone? I see it now in the brown fields . . and feel it as I walk on the carpet of damp leaves under my feet on my path.

    Tuesday, October 09, 2007

    God's Little Wonder

    My son, Martin, and his Barbara just had a baby. We sped to them. I held the little fellow in the palm of my hand and fingered his black hair. Overwhelmed by the fresh arrival from heaven.

    At the same moment I had to think of Dad's head which I held for ten minutes in the palm of my hand until the heat had gone out . . .


    Thursday, October 04, 2007

    St. Francis of Assisi

    Francis, the man who wanted to possess nothing . . . so that he could better love.