Archives for 2009

I was curious whether it would work, using brown eggs–especially straight from the farm. It did work, but we learned a few things. You probably already know to boil them starting with cold water, so they don’t crack. And after they boil for 10 minutes, to cool them fast, in cold water, so they’ll be [...]


I am not a big fan of diatribes against editors. But I can definitely see the point when I read something like this bit from this month’s Chicago Manual Q&A. Q. In the sentence “I thought more people would be interested in knowing what happened to XXX, but I see that his fate, his life, [...]


This was originally posted at EpinoiaCafe.com. Lately, we’ve been spending some time at the park downtown. One day, I walked around with R for a while with cookies to share. On another, we were spreading the word about an emergency shelter, because it was to be very cold that night. Most recently, it’s been showing [...]


One night recently, I woke up four or five times with anxiety, and I did some combination of meditation and prayer each time. The anxiety began to lift by morning. I am so grateful that, instead of being alone on my zafu (meditation cushion), I am in the loving arms of my Brother. It makes it easier to remember that everything is, in fact, just fine. Just as sparrow is fed and the lilies in the field are clothed, I have all I need.


This is a really wonderful development. The ingredients are listed on the front, in large type! Oh, joy! I will stick with coconut bliss, being already on the diabetes train and all. But I think I could feel good about giving this to my kids. P.S. Apparently I lied about that last one being… uh, [...]


This was originally posted at EpinoiaCafe.com Dear Brian McLaren, I woke up this glorious inaugural morning–when he-who-must-not-be-named is leaving the white house, and a man who is beloved, who offers hope and change, takes his place–I woke up to your invitation to the Mobilization to End Poverty. And I was sad. I opened the email [...]


Once in a while, a novel is published that seems to have wings. It takes off, without anyone really having to work at it. But most of the time, a novel takes off because the publisher and the author are energetically and enthusiastically promoting it. There is no end to the books you can read [...]


...So I got to be a little less sanctimonious about being a freethinker. That was an improvement. A little healthy remorse.