(nearly three months later) Greetings from New England!

*flips light switch*

Oh, good! My blog is still here. Boy howdy, I’ve been busy. School, work, lyfe. You know how it goes. But I realize I haven’t shared like, anything, here about my time in Boston thus far. So I’ll fork over some bits and pieces of things I’ve seen and places I’ve gone.

By the way, I have to mention that I am in love with this place. Absolutely smitten. I love the excitement of the city, the history and the culture. The restaurants and coffee shops are out of control, and I’ve barely even scratched the surface of either scene. I’ve been able to meet some super fun and awesome people through my program and local events. I feel like I can be myself…whoever that is…which is kind of a big deal. I’m happy, and I’m grateful. Pass me some confetti, please.

All the poems scattered throughout are by Mary Oliver. I’ve been slowly making my way through her writing since the spring. She’s really something else. I’m slightly obsessed. It’s fine. Now, without further ado…

The Emerald Necklace kissed by shades of autumn

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There is a heaven we enter
through institutional grace
and there are the yellow finches bathing and singing
in the lowly puddle.

Widener Library at Harvard University…gotta live up to the blog’s namesake here!

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“It’s not the weight you carry

but how you carry it—
books, bricks, grief—
it’s all in the way
you embrace it, balance it, carry it

when you cannot, and would not,
put it down.”
So I went practicing.
Have you noticed?

The Green Monster peeking over the walls of Fenway Park

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Everyone should be born into this world happy and loving everything.
But in truth it rarely works that way.
For myself, I have spent my life clamoring toward it.
Halleluiah, anyway I’m not where I started!

A Saturday afternoon viewing of Watson and the Shark by John Singleton Copley

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If God exists he isn’t just churches and mathematics.
He’s the forest, He’s the desert.
He’s the ice caps, that are dying.
He’s the ghetto and the Museum of Fine Arts.

The rather intimidating stare of Alexander Hamilton

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Oh, let there be a wedding of the
mind and heart, if not today
then soon.

Meanwhile, let me change my own life
into something better.

Can you see why I always wanted to take the long way walking to my babysitting job?

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Oh, Lord, how we are all for invention and advancement!
But I think
it would do us good if we would think about
these brothers and sisters, quietly and deeply. 

The trees, the trees, just holding on
to the old, holy ways.

And this is the long way to my other babysitting job…hehe. #spoiled

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the whole afternoon went on
that way until I thought
I could feel
the almost born things

in the earth rejoicing. As for myself,
I just kept walking, thinking:
Once more I am grateful
to be present.

The Liturgists Podcast, live from Reservoir Church in Cambridge. FUH-REAKING amazing.

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Let me keep my distance, always, from those who think they have the answers.

Let me keep company always with those who say “Look!” and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.

Boston Common–Like I even need a reason to spend time in this part of the city, but wowww. 

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Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this too, was a gift.

Somewhere in scenic Beacon Hill…the heart eyes abound…

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I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.

As for the body, it is solid and strong and curious and full of detail; it wants to polish itself; it wants to love another body; it is the only vessel in the world that can hold, in a mix of power and sweetness: words, song, gesture, passion, ideas, ingenuity, devotion, merriment, vanity, and virtue.

 Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.


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