Archive for the 'hope' Category
At least when the sun is shining. Even, sometimes, on cloudy, wind-swept days. I know, now, why people warn against them. The other evening I was innocently walking along when I looked up and stopped right where I stood, transfixed by the sundowning sky. It was brilliant! Storm clouds closed ranks overhead, dark and billowy, [...]
Sunday, December 12th
Posted in hope, in with the woo, somewhere over the rainbow
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That perches in the soul, And sings the tune–without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in [...]
Tuesday, December 7th
Posted in hope, somewhere over the rainbow
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About every other month an older Mexican lady wanders door to door in my neighborhood selling whatever she has on hand – fresh picked fruit, tamales, whatever. As far as I can tell she doesn’t speak a word of English, though she understands some, and her Spanish is way too fast for me to follow, [...]
Wednesday, July 21st
Posted in goodnight moon, hope, journal, stuff
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“What we want is not music for the people, but bread for the people, rest for the people, immunity from robbery and scorn for the people, hope for them, enjoyment, equal respect and consideration, life and aspiration, instead of drudgery and despair. When we get that I imagine the people will make tolerable music for [...]
Sunday, July 18th
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I wish, sometimes, that all I had to do was wander around and search out new things to read. And that I had time to read them all. What About Our Daughters says: STOP WHAT YOU”RE DOING AND APPLY FOR —>PBS Diversity & Innovation Fund Didn’t I tell you to stop what you are doing? [...]
Saturday, June 26th
Posted in hope, repairing the past, storytellers
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… worth fighting are those you are going to lose, because somebody has to fight them and lose and lose and lose until someday, somebody who believes as you do wins. In order for somebody to win an important, major fight 100 years hence, a lot of other people have got to be willing – [...]
Saturday, February 6th
Posted in hope, words of...
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Well, not me. I have a roof over my head and I suspect most of you do, too. I originally wrote this post because of Haiti, but Shelter Box has been kept very busy since then. I don’t know who is fundraising to get boxes into Japan, but here is the direct site http://shelterbox.org/ and [...]
Saturday, January 30th
Posted in hope
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There were maybe a hundred “illegal” people milling about, but it’s that little girl spinning in the Miami sunshine, her ribboned braids flying while her dress billowed, making those skinny legs look even skinnier that I remember. She was only about 6 or 7 and so beautiful and hopeful and expectant. And so loved. Her [...]
Tuesday, January 26th
Posted in hope
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Lately I’ve been remembering a short story I read a few years ago in one of those little Ellery Queen or Alfred Hitchcock magazines. I think it was by Bill Pronzoni. It went something like this: A series of letters between a woman and her husband, who was in prison for stealing a large amount [...]
Saturday, January 9th
Posted in Barack Obama, hope, politics, the breeze at dawn
| Tags: coalition, hope and change, Obama, progressive movement
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