tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-128636812011-08-25T09:13:42.806-07:00Any of various resinous woods suitable for making torchesJenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.comBlogger1671100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-79867217656688549772010-09-25T14:39:00.004-07:002010-09-25T15:17:56.805-07:00

The reign of God is something many people talk about and wonder about. Jesus says the kingdom of God is among you, is present, is now, and not just something in the by and by. I think that means we are to participate. His sermon on the mount gives a good picture of the upside down values of the kingdom. Counter to the ways of the world and full of paradoxes and curiosities. Still we may wonder

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For our Advent series: Thin Places.The 4th week of Advent at The Refuge we created a reflection to view after our dinner. Was lovely with lights out and just candles and our Thin Places backdrop starlights on.For nice pause in your day, here is the reflection. Takes 6 minutes.

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The folks at Creature Comforts have tackled a very challenging question. Hilarious. Made my day.

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Twice in the last few days I've been able to be in or near the mountains. T. and I took a drive to see the aspen trees turning color. Our route was up through Coal Creek to Nederland and back down through Boulder. The higher the altitude, the prettier the leaf color. I hear next week might be the peak. Let me know if you get up there to view it. As always I am so energized by being in that beauty

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For the past week my days have been full of tasks like priming and painting our house's exterior trim. The inside, still a mess from re-doing the kitchen cabinets, makes a claim for attention and the yard has needed care and extra watering. After being gone for 6 weeks I am re-connecting with friends and making a little progress on the to-do list. Web work is always a time zapper and that has cut

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the neighbor's figsA container of just-picked perfect figs, a bag of ripe red tomatoes from the garden, a bunch of yellow squash with crooked necks, a melon from the farm stand. Gifts of food, fruits of labor, and labors of love show up at the door in the hands of neighbors, with a smile, a nod--not much more. Kindnesses to an 81 year-old woman. Nothing expected in return. Just the joy of giving

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This is what love looks like to me. A friend shows up ready to do battle with my crazy kitchen clutter. She hauls everything out of the cabinets, consolidates the half boxes of crackers, puts the tea and coffee supplies all in the same place (brilliant!), tosses out some very expired products, cleans and organizes every space, making sense and order out of the hodgepodge of containers, spices,

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I've been on a "soul sabbatical" down south for 2 and a half months. Having set aside time to reconnect with myself and God, hoping to recharge, refresh and get new direction, I will return to CO to in a week to rest from my "time of restoration!" This season has turned out to be anything but what I expected--with non-stop stress, unexpected activity and lack of alone time. Kind of like when I

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Not for Sale, the campaign to end slavery in our lifetime, launches Free2Work, a community of people and businesses committed to ending slavery in corporate supply chains. At Free2Work you can help ensure that companies you support are not taking part in slave labor. Look up a company or report a company and become an instigator of change.It's time for every company to take The Pledge...• To

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We usually try to catch the Academy Awards, but for the first time we watched the Oscars with a room full of people who had voted online ahead of time. Made it more fun, which was good, because I found the whole TV production to be somewhat lackluster otherwise (though there was plenty of glitz and glamour there!) Tom came home the winner of the mini Oscar and a gift card for the movies. Hope he

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It's launched! I want to share with you a creative endeavor that I am a part of.Voca Femina Banner by Jennifer HerrickWhat is Voca Femina?Voca femina means a woman’s voice. The feminine voice is powerful, creative, life-giving, and beautiful. We’re here to celebrate it. We’re a group of friends providing space, audience, and support for the creative voices of women in our world. We've started a

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Colorado has a singular quality of afternoon light that I marvel at. Houses, roofs, trees, and every man-made object and natural living thing become transformed in its glow. Yesterday I really noticed it and jotted down these thoughts:There was a glorious golden light today on everything outside my reading window in the guest room where I work on my laptop. Unaware of that part of the world until

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This is too fun not to share. Paste Magazine has a site where you can make your own Obamacon. I used my Torchwood profile pic to try it. Whattayathink?

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I love books, but it always seems true "so many books, so little time." During Advent I did take time to re-read Beginnings and Endings by Maggi Dawn. This is truly a book that I could visit every year. I find so much to consider in the beginnings, endings, now and not yets, and in-betweens that she gives us a glimpse into.I was excited to learn of a new book this year, God With Us, which

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Wow, 2008 has run out and time online has been almost nil except for my regular website work. I've had out-of-town family here for a couple of weeks and didn't get back to my 'I heart Advent' reflections. Just noticed an important topic over at Kathy's blog on encouraging creativity. That is one of my major soapboxes. I'm glad to see the conversation. Haven't had a chance to join in. Check it

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-85739254726571554132008-12-16T14:07:00.004-07:002008-12-16T14:16:13.876-07:00

O Come O Come Emmanuel - Trace Bundy and Josh Garrels

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In Reaching Out Henri Nouwen asks if we can "carry the burden of reality", remain open to tragedy and suffering, and not become mentally paralyzed and depressed. He later answers in part: ...life can teach us that although the events of the day are out of our hands, they should never be out of our hearts, that instead of becoming bitter our lives can yield to the wisdom that only from the heart a

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Wanted: relief from discontent.Wanted: patience and perspective.Wanted: joy and peace.Plenty is happening in our world to cause anxiety. The globe is racked with the pain of injustice, poverty, environmental concerns, health conditions, and lack of peace. I want to know the best ways to enter into God's redemptive solutions. I don't want to be indifferent, nor do I want to be paralyzed by

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Advent means "coming". We are waiting for something sure and certain, with longing and anticipation. Week one of Advent the candle is lit for hope. Not the kind of cross my fingers hope-so hope, but real hope, as in waiting for someone/something to be birthed. Waiting on God. In hope, longing for Him to come bringing light to the hopeless darkness. A stark, piercing, peaceful light is coming to

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Suppose you have been living in another country far away from your home in the U.S.A (or U.K. or Australia) for the past 3 years.  Perhaps it's a place lacking some of the normal conveniences or access to products and services you knew before. Strange dialects, food, and customs. Not knowing who to trust. A situation where moving about the city is unsafe and your freedom is limited in several

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Maria Ruiz was born in the US and lives in El Paso just across the border from Juarez. When she visited relatives for a funeral she found people living in squalor. Her heart went out to the 1200 hungry kids in one small village area.They were attending makeshift schools made of wooden pallets which had no electricity and no running water.Maria started a feeding program. For three years, she would

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Finally--news from Zambia. The group is back in the town of Livingston for a few days. Tom will be doing some interviewing, will hopefully tour a game park one afternoon, and will be going to Victoria Falls with the group on Tuesday.Some people think that going to Africa would be scary. From Tom's short sketches by e-mail it sounds wonderful and exciting...and maybe a little scary.In his words:

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Tom is with a team of 10 in Zambia visiting sites with Global Orphan Relief (see previous post.) They will all pitch in to work on any community projects related to water systems, building, etc. His main job, though, is to interview and video the orphans and those who are working with and caring for them. He will also be documenting the local scenery and culture. He was asked to be ready to play

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We had our first gathering at the new meeting space for The Refuge last night. It felt warm and hopeful to me. It will need lots of TLC (i.e. work) in the next few months as we ease into making it our "own" for our once a week larger community time. I'm helping to create a welcoming and functional space with minimal budget (=almost zero$) and desire not to disrupt the elderly church which has

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-74855033038658777792008-10-24T09:18:00.005-07:002008-10-24T14:15:13.942-07:00

Uncomfortable fact: there are slaves today. It is a $32 billion industry--like drugs and arms smuggling, highly profitable and illegal. Types of slaves we may not know about include men, women, girls and boys (some very young) who are forced into commercial sexual exploitation, forced labor, or child soldiering. Slaves are disposable people to the trafficker, yet unlike other commodities they

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Those of us in the Denver area and a few other cities around the country have a chance to see the new feature rockumentary, CALL+RESPONSE. It reveals the world’s 27 million dirtiest secrets: there are more slaves today than ever before in human history. Slavery is thriving from the child brothels of Cambodia to the slave brick kilns of rural India and in 2007, slave traders made more money than

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-68966114718338776492008-10-13T21:14:00.002-07:002008-10-13T21:42:35.518-07:00

My neighbors have their shrubs and flowers covered with sheets, but I am too lazy to go out in the cold again tonight to do that. So I am saying, "Please don't snow!" Over the weekend we brought in ferns, succulents, and a few other plants that are too pretty to lose. There's only so much room in a small house to offer shelter. Can't bring the whole yard in.The weather was great on our trip to GA

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How I got overHow did I make it overYou know my soul look back and wonderHow did I make it overThis song keeps running through my mind. I've heard it by several different people and Mahalia's version is my favorite even over Aretha's. As I lay awake at night, I hear the tune and the words and see her singing it.Tell Me how we got over 'LORD'Had a mighty hard time coming on overYou know my soul

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In response to Doug's request, I "brought art" for yesterday's service. He and Sage led the conversation on the 1st of the beatitudes: "blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of God." It always warms my heart to hear how much Doug appreciates art as a valuable piece of the worship experience, how for him it makes such a difference in creating a holy space (and moment in time),

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My latest post is actually here. Read some thoughts about art and its role in a faith community.Photos from the art event are here.

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"Life is surreal and people are crazy." That thought wiggles its way through the calm faith-filled places in my mind and sits looking at me waiting for agreement or some panicked emotional response. I have obliged it at times. Circumstances lean heavily toward the sorrowful and surreal. I am distracted while driving. I think, I pray. Sometimes I cry. I want to catch up on my growing to-do list,

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I finally treated myself to the last few pages of She got Up Off the Couch. This funky emotionally resonant mini-nostalgia-break took my thoughts to a place "previous, previous, previous" as Van Morrison says. Before laptops, technical problems, deadlines and decisions in general. Back to when life was about other things. My mom is here visiting and there are plenty of present and future things

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It does my heart good to see my son on location. In the fall he and his wife and friends visited Rome. Now he's getting to see other historical places he's learned about only in books. He has loved history, archeology, paleontology, and all things ancient since he was very small. Now he is a grad student at Penn State on a month-long project in Turkey. The e-mails are few, but I caught the

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Shane Claiborne, Chris Haw and Friends in Denver tonight. Here are a few of my photos. I found some videos here. I'll write more later. If you were there, what did you think?

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It has taken me 10 years to decide to make the switch to a Mac from a PC. Now I have so much learning to do! As you can see from my very first slideshow created with my new mac, the switch has been made. I have spent any free time the last few days learning my way around. My brain is tired! Am open to lessons, helpful suggestions and input from those who are comfortable in macworld.Even though I

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We have a nice clean new outdoor mall. On Friday nights this summer there are free concerts. This past weekend we went with friends to hear Nelson Rangell (jazz sax) while our friends' junior high aged son hung out with his friends. There were lots of other teens walking around the area. And they had to keep walking because mall security was everywhere making sure they didn't loiter for more than

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Even though I love my God, my friends, my family, my creative work, my garden, and of course...coffee (which helps me keep going,) somehow chronic health issues, pain, inability to sleep, grief and busy weeks have robbed me of my "vitality," if you could call it that. I can't remember feeling good or energetic for a long while.I took this week to slow down a little bit, but am still putting in

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Kathy's son looks at one of the favorite sections of the wallIt was a really hot day down on the asphalt just off I-25. A bunch of us sprayed our way to fun and created some profound personal poetry, too. Sam started us off with an overview of the history of graffiti and a video of the lifestyle it comes out of. It is part of his own story and he believes the form can be redeemed and embraced. We

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Sorry I did not post photos or info about week 2 in our Trinity series at the Refuge. We met outside and I set up the (glass) trinity heads on a central round table covered with mirror discs over a black cloth. A votive candle holder beside each head. Heads faced outward. A communion station was nearby. We explored parent God, the Father, our own father images, wounds, hopes, needs. Often our

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My youngest youngin, my babiest boy turned 20 yesterday. Happy Birthday Ben! I am secretly glad because I was the oldest mom I know of with a teen. I bought regular and cheese brats, chips, spinach dip, potato salad, and brownies--i.e. some of his favorites--for a cookout. His bro. Nick and all his friends had to work and T. is out of town. He decided he really wanted to go out for sushi. Sigh.

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It will be difficult to follow the rules. Tag 5 more people. Many have done this one. So, if you have not and want to--please do and leave me a comment. Bobbie tagged me back from last time with this:Step One – pull out a book on the book shelf.Step Two – go to page 123.Step Three – read and write out the 5th sentence.Step Four – tag 5 more people.I recently borrowed She got up off the Couch

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In our new series at The Refuge we are exploring the mystery and beauty of the trinity. I composed a still life altar of 3 glass heads with white lights inside. They sit atop mirrored circles. This week they faced each other. Karl used a Chagall-esque painting to illustrate how our perspective affects what we think we see and what we think we believe. When I viewed it up close I could see the

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my little side deck is a nice place to sit-- more so for eating than blogging.Amy tagged me a couple of weeks ago and I'm just getting around to posting my response.Rules: The rules of the game get posted at the beginning. Each player answers the questions about himself or herself. At the end of the post, the player then tags five people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves

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Our wedding was 27 years ago on this date. We didn't have anything special planned and enjoyed a low key evening trying a new restaurant and hearing free live music outdoors at our new "walking mall." There was a really good (and loud) cover band and before them was a guy with a guitar playing a variety of oldies. Lots of people brought fold-up camping chairs. We'll have to remember that for next

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On Saturday, we had to leave early for Atlanta to be able to meet with the gravestone salesman and go to the cemetery in Newnan (south of Atlanta.) Seeing my dad's grave was strange. Since last October patchy grass has regrown over it and there is only a very small marker that the Albany funeral director left with his name and dates on it. I guess many people of my generation don't want to think

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For some reason my life feels chaotic. I can't catch up with all the tasks I have assigned myself. With yard season finally here I am juggling the weeds and the web. We have 3 birthdays, a wedding anniversary and Father's day. Negotiations are underway on the guest room bed and bookshelves to be built. (Seems to be more my priority than the spouse's, but he will provide the labor. We're doing a

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Okay, it finally stopped snowing here and the iris were so kind and gracious to bloom for my birthday last week. Here's a photo from my little side garden of the birthday irises.It actually got really warm, but it is chilly again today. We needed the rain yesterday, so I'm trying not to be too crabby about it. In fact, I'm even lighting a candle tonight for the hope I have in God--and the hope

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Hard stuffLots of illness and tragedy has touched my mom's circle of friends. Part of it comes with aging, but it seems like so much extra hard stuff right now. My first day in town we helped one woman create 12 table flower arrangements for a church women's meeting. She was about to leave town to be with her daughter who has found out she has a tumor. Another close friend and neighbor is slowly

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I was just hoping for green, some nice weather, a chance to relax and to leave some stress behind as I flew to GA recently. Well, at least I got the green. I was enveloped in lush surroundings of verdant foliage. Add the serene location of Lake Blackshear and the automatic result should be zero stress. Right?veterans memorial state park at lake blackshearI went to be with my mom at Mother's Day

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We were on our way to Newbern, AL, where we wanted to check out the work of the Rural Studio. From Albany we headed up Hwy 82 to Montgomery, AL. Selma wasn't an intentional choice for a stop on our return trip from GA to CO, but Selma holds a significant place in civil rights history from the '60s. I first started looking for the bridge when we reached Montgomery. The highway is marked as a

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This post follows up on a previous post about Albany, GA, the turmoil of race relations in the 60s and the struggle toward civil rights.In the racially segregated caste system of the south, blacks felt isolated from the mainstream. A separate African American culture complete with its own schools, churches, and fraternal organizations co-existed with white society. Three young civil rights

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Welcome to Denver where it's always winter (see photo left.) Yesterday was beautiful and warm. In the late afternoon T. and I were at Waneka Lake. Families were picnicking. There were walkers and joggers. Kids were playing and watching mother geese with their fuzzy babies. I was untangling my line while watching the fish jumping. Today - totally different. It has been snowing all morning. Took a

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I'm excited to find out about Breach of Peace, a new book and website by author author Eric Etheridge about the 1961 Mississippi Freedom Riders.a photo-history told in images old and new. The book features new portraits of 80 Riders and the mug shots of all 328 Riders arrested in Jackson that year, along with excerpts of interviews with the featured Riders.Eric Etheridge, now living in NYC, grew

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A cup of suffering. Not certainty, or assurance but commitment to drink it anyway, a passion for what you believe deep down to be the right way. It's got nothing to do with what is definite. Everything to do with giving your heart to right living, the cost of justice, the sacrifice of love. That is faith.Roddy Hamilton from “Faith is...” series at Abbotsford Parish Church Aug. 2007I have so

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At "home" in Albany, GA (first 2 weeks of March) the projects were nonstop. I live so far away (in Colorado) and can't get back to help my mom very often, so we have to get lots done when we can. This was to be a working visit. Thankfully, T. did tasks under the house and on the roof as well as plumbing and electrical jobs. I painted, shopped for lighting and plumbing fixtures, rugs, etc.,

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Tony Jones at the Tattered Cover in Denver last night. Tony was in town for the Emerging Church for the Existing Church event. He discussed his new book, The New Christians, and had help with a dramatic reading from Mark Scandrette and Doug Pagitt. Afterward many of us went across the street to hang out for conversation.Visited with Lilly Lewin who has been a favorite of mine from blogland.

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Was at Jazz@Jack's last night for a performance of At the Table. I was alerted to it on a blog that said, "Making use of great music, video and personal testimony, At the Table remembers the kitchen table experience that MLK had when he says he heard the voice of God and Christ came to him." Although they did not present At the Table last night, we did hear some amazing selections from it by Dave

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Today I was glued to my car radio as Bob Edwards (formerly of NPR, now of XM Radio) interviewed 3 people who knew Dr. King and were involved in the civil rights struggle of the 60's and beyond. These Memphis residents talked about the sanitation workers strike which brought King to Memphis and about their continued efforts after his assassination. Just wanted to pass this on as worth hearing. You

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Sadly, I didn't have a chance to discover my inner Elvis, as Graceland's brochure invites me to do. Graceland was not the only thing we had to pass up. There's much more to Memphis than we could see in a morning. A list of other options can be seen here. I am looking forward to returning. Besides Beale St. (see photo above), the art museum, the Underground Railroad museum, and Sun Recording

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Not all the exhibits at the Civil Rights Museum in Memphis are about famous people. There are many faces of freedom represented--many ordinary faces. Such was the March on Washington (for jobs and freedom, 1963) where over 200 thousand gathered. The crowd was moved by one of the world's most famous speeches, "I Have a Dream", by Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.One of the more turbulent situations in

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Whose history? Mine and not mine. Kind of surreal--and very heartbreaking. In 1968, as a white woman in Memphis, I would probably not have been near the Lorraine Motel, but that is where history happened on April 4th of that year. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., was assassinated on the second floor balcony where a large white wreath now hangs. It is part of the museum that chronicles key episodes

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Our road trip was affected by a small quirk: T. had to find Starbucks coffee whenever possible. This can mean detours off the highway directed by some gut level instinct of where Starbucks should be. Perhaps near a newish mall or bookstore? Maybe down this road or that? We toured through Lawrence, KS this way and got to our friends' in KC a bit later than I had hoped. (By the way, Lawrence seems

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Leaving for a working visit to GA in an emotionally ragged state was not a good idea, but that's how it was for me at the end of February. We had delayed the trip already, so there wasn't much choice about timing, but my other choices may seem odd. It felt important to me to intentionally connect with a part of my history from which I was disconnected and to honor the struggle of so many of my

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-59184088112764100222008-03-18T21:34:00.002-07:002008-03-18T21:45:32.784-07:00

Back from the South. Hope to soon begin posting reflections on what I saw on "my personal civil rights pilgrimage."

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The Ohio debate between Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama didn't show me much more than how good they both are with rhetoric. We watched it live online and put up with the sudden silent gaps and mismatched sound/visual sync due to streaming. But, the most frustrating aspect for me was Tim Russert of NBC News, who, apparently is taking himself quite seriously as America's watchdog against Clinton.

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Having fair skin and growing up in a sunny climate where as kids we were always outdoors, has put me at risk for skin cancer. This is the 2nd episode which has required more than freezing for troublesome spots. I wish I could say I breezed through this one, but there was pain, Tylenol, and crabbiness involved. I also slept in a recliner chair a couple of nights--sort of. Thankful to have gotten

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I can spend a long time looking through greeting cards at the store and never find one that fits. They are dorky or don't say the right thing. So instead I spend even more time making my own, as in this case. Since T. likes Dwell magazine and didn't have a subscription, I decided for Valentine's Day to surprise him with one. I designed a "Dwell" cover for him for the front of the card. The photo

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The Associated Press offered me some amusement today as I read about GA's water troubles. Apparently my home state has a "generations-old claim that its territory ought to extend about a mile farther north than it does and reach into the Tennessee — a river with about 15 times greater flow than the one Atlanta depends on for its water." I will cut out the fat and quote some of the other

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How do you go about expressing what you want in your new year? The workshop participants today seemed to have little trouble getting at it and going to it! Most came armed with an assortment of items to personalize their collage and were not too daunted by a blank canvas. I encouraged them to get some color down and not worry about what was going to come next. I shared a few techniques and styles

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A salvaged canvas with a background already painted, some old photos and copies of metal signs and I'm on my way to a collage about my new year. I'm moving elements around to find how I want to place them and deciding what text to add. I will attach a puppet of young me over it all when I feel "done." Just getting a head start before the collage workshop I'm leading tomorrow. Can't wait to see

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-62570145381481937702008-01-31T00:37:00.000-07:002008-01-31T01:01:06.870-07:00

This was going to be a humorous piece about why I can't park in my garage, but it became something else.Dual carbs, tail lights, shifter knob, oil pans, metric wrenches, parts catalogs, heater box, rebuilt engine, blue headlights, rust spots, gas leaks, tow bar, young man, old car. About to fly the coop, make his mama cry, take the guitar, see the world or a part near by, head for freedom, be the

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Kathy shares her experience of being the clay and being the potter from our spiritual direction mini-retreat. My responses of resistance were similar. "Being pulled and stretched hurts!" Others in our group felt comforted by being held in the potter's hands-- sharing images of safety, hiddenness, and warmth. The potter's perspective was more fun for me. Holding the formless clay, changing its

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So glad I'm not outside. I don't do cold well. We were in Lafayette earlier and on our way home from our 'house of refuge' stopped by the store for bread and a couple of things. I stayed in the nice warm car listening to the radio while T. ran in. A few minutes later I noticed someone bundled up and briskly walking down the street. I shudder to think of others outside tonight, not just taking a

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When light is used to paint, draw or record it's called photography. From its Greek root words "photo" and "graph" it means "light-writing or light-drawing." There is a visual language being spoken. With the popularity and affordability of digital cameras, photography has exploded into an everyman's pastime. But it retains a mystery, a magical nature and a sacredness. Making images with light

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Have you noticed how some people are affected by our sacred cows (methods of evangelism, prosperity message, etc...) Consider a portion of I Take My Chances by Mary Chapin Carpenter from one of my all-time favorite albums, Come On, Come On:I take my chances, I don't mind working without a netI take my chances, I take my chances every chance I getI sat alone in the dark one night, tuning in by

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As if there were not enough quirky facts revealed in the previous post, Kathy has tagged me to share 6 more.1. I am a fisherperson. I will even sit for hours on the dock at the lake house in GA constantly changing bait on cane poles when the fish are too small to catch. I keep waiting for one of those giant appaloosa catfish monsters to get on my line, but would not consider cleaning one if I

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I think one of my resolutions this year will be fewer sacred cows. Having been around the Church block a few times, I've at times found, adopted, rejected, or ignored rallying cries and doctrinal dividing lines along the way. Years ago I was part of discussions (i.e. arguments) to do with eschatological events and I've been fairly certain about different positions on opposite sides of the

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Move over Kleenex, I'm bringing in the big guns. Returned from the Vitamin Cottage quite a few dollars lighter today. Heard several other people in there asking for info on products to treat colds, coughs, and respiratory crud (exactly the reason I was there asking the same questions.) What we really wanted to know was, "Can anyone or any magical health potion help me because nothing I'm doing

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Within the last week we (and by we I mean I) got a little addicted to Settlers of Catan, the game Jeff and Krista introduced us to. Even though people had to leave for the airport at 3:45 a.m. we all played until midnight! It was the most frustrating and rotten round, with certain people rolling 7's every time, which moved the robber continually and kept us from drawing cards we needed. And by

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The daily readings for Advent (by Maggi Dawn) have been recalling Elijah's role as a precursor to John the Baptist. In some ways a flamboyant herald who makes big statements for God, Elijah also makes big (and sometimes public) mistakes. Dawn writes these stories in such a way we have to connect with them in our humanity. Questions I am pondering:Who and what are setting my agenda?Do I allow

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Advent has come at a very good time for me. Advent is about expectation, something (someone) coming, beginnings. Remembrance and reflection heighten the expectation and longing for the new. In the advent meditations by Maggi Dawn that I am reading, there is a lot of wisdom drawn from looking at the stories of ancient people from the beginning of time. I'm seeing how they lived in between promise

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A barbecue sandwich with fries, slaw, and sweet tea from Hudson's. And a new treat: fried green beans, which didn't sound good, but were really tasty. I would definitely order them again.A table set for the holiday tour in Douglasville, GA, west of Atlanta. Happens to be my cousin's house and I got to help decorate it.I'm just back from GA, having spent Thanksgiving with my mother and relatives.

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If we only had more time!Soooo cool to see how different everyone's collage turned out.Results in progress below. (you can click on each image to view a little bigger.)

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I will share a few of my practice collages and when I take photos of others will add them, too.

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Mod Podge is your friend. All these little containers are ready to go to the collage workshop tomorrow. Everybody gets one along with a canvas panel. Should be fun. I hope to post photos of the collages that are made, so check back.

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Getting ready for the art workshop on collage, I have run across some great resources. Since collage is so therapeutic, what could be better than ordering 5 or 6 books to spark imagination and inform my own work? Then I can (here's the justification) do a better job of facilitating the collage time in a couple of weeks. Doing some practice pieces to demonstrate styles and techniques really

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In lasting memory ofB. Wilson HamlettJanuary 23, 1928 - September 24, 2007Just a few weeks ago I was on my way to FL with my parents for my dad to have a serious surgery. Performed by a specialist, it lasted 5 and a half hours and went well. We thought the worst was over. The week in the hospital that followed was wrenching at times. My dad was very uncomfortable, in pain, and got no rest.

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Some writers and singers become my friends. I feel that we know each other. They share a portion of their lives with me and they say things which speak directly to my heart, often at exactly the right time. They are a gift from God and I truly hear God speaking to me through their words or songs. Maybe other people do not experience this, but for me there is something transcendent that happens.

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Why do I take a bunch of books on trips? They usually come back with markers on the same page as when they got packed to go. I'm doing it again. This time I will have at least a week of sitting in the hospital and some amount of time in a motel room. Surely I will be able to get something read. Since I can't decide on one book, five are going. I will be with my mom while my dad has surgery and

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Our Artists Showcase, Word in Art, sponsored by the refuge turned out to be a great evening of sights, sounds, and moving moments. We had around 35 participants in categories of sights (visual art), stage (music, dance, film--even martial arts), and statements (writing pieces.) I have been working since May on graphics for printed pieces, applications, programs, etc. and encouraging people to

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Fun little mini-cards from moo arrived last week. I chose 50 of my photo images and received 2 of each packaged in a nifty plastic box. All personalized on the back with lines of text and photo of me. When people see them they want one. It's hard to give them away, so I will be ordering more. My next box will be slices of my paintings, then the next will be more photos. They have little

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-34221163085401498462007-07-28T12:11:00.000-07:002007-07-28T14:14:16.502-07:00

Just found out today that there is a British TV show called Torchwood. A sci-fi spin-off of Doctor Who. Didn't know about it before. If you google "torchwood", you do not get this blog! I've seen it described as dark, clever, sexy. (Not this blog, the TV series!)I think I'll just stick to DVD rentals of the 5 seasons of Alias for my fix of suspense and spy activity. Sydney Bristow is not

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-36275674026759125502007-07-25T12:43:00.000-07:002007-07-25T12:56:11.884-07:00

Check out Trace Bundy, one of our local favorites. His trademark song is the Dueling Ninjas, but I think this one (Backstreet Boys) is fun. My 19 year-old, who plays a screamin' electric guitar is still in awe of Trace. Catch his upcoming concerts in the Denver area.

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-4992378645076819302007-07-14T15:57:00.000-07:002007-07-14T18:04:49.535-07:00

Taking apart an unwieldy and incredibly heavy concrete fountain in 100 degree (plus humidity!) weather, scrubbing the mold off, blasting the pump with the hose to clear out the pond gunk, and moving all three sections to the other side of the yard to reassemble, doesn't seem like a fun activity to do on vacation. There were water plants which had grown together in a matted carpet of roots during

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-85790349837372895542007-07-02T10:05:00.001-07:002007-07-02T12:20:25.920-07:00

Some of the nicer things in life are free (they say.) But, sometimes they can come at some expense--that of a plane flight, a few stressful days, or uncomfortable weather, etc. All of the above for me in June when I visited my parents in GA. I went to be with them for my dad's surgery. I got to experience some very nice things, starting with how well my father's surgery went and that it did not

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-34722947407658238992007-05-07T12:30:00.000-07:002007-05-07T12:48:16.927-07:00

I am always doing that which I can not do, in order that I may learn how to do it. - Pablo PicassoThis quote must be about web design. At least I have certainly said something similar about web design recently (except with more frustration and sound effects.) There are headaches galore in learning something new while problem-solving seemingly irrational glitches that one suddenly encounters after

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514620749306303296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12863681.post-39832621835910360452007-02-22T23:12:00.000-07:002007-02-22T23:17:48.208-07:00

This is old news now, but to celebrate the results of my MRIs I bought new pastels. If I'm going to be around a while I may as well do some art!

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Some short updates:My MRIs had normal results. Tom did not have a heart attack--just tests for one. On both accounts I am thankful. I am working hard on graphic design for web and print . I am studying my new book on CSS (web page styling.) I am happy about prospective work and new contacts. I am painting my friend's home office (and Tom is building shelves for it.) The same friend's husband has

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My oldest son and his wife are living in CA. He is awaiting news from places he's applied to grad school. They could end up anywhere across the U.S. It would be unlikely that we will be living near them. This past year gave us many times to be together as they were in CO for quite a few friends' weddings and we were in the Santa Barbara area once. Probably won't happen as much in the new year .

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What do snow-laden trees, Dersu Uzala, MRIs, CSS, and oil leaks have in common? Nothing--just so many not so random things I have been thinking about in the last few days. 3 storms hitting Denver, our next movie on Netflix that our kids got us a subscription to, a test I'll have next week, hours of tedious web design, and my son's VW bug which just got "fixed", would be the longer string of

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