who else loves cemeteries?
I know some people think my love for cemeteries is strange, but others get it—like my friend Sarah O. and my friend Kelly S.
so there has to be others out there too
I have some theories on why I love them so much, why wandering around cemeteries helps me feel less alone
maybe I’ll share more one day soon
for now, here are some photos from Elmwood Cemetery in Memphis, where I hung out this morning for an hour or so
art + books + belonging + spiritual direction
retreats + gatherings + pauses + practices
encounters + musings + conversations
days + weeks + hours + minutes
body + mind + soul + calling
glimpses and tastes
most days
after resting and reading and cleaning for a few hours this morning, I decided to drive to Memphis to visit my son
we met for dinner and I got there early and read some of Novelist as Vocation by Haruki Murakami
our food was delicious
then Brady needed to get back to campus for a thing but he said there’s a great used bookstore across the street and it was still open so score
also it’s wild how many things I could include for today but am skipping
there’s just so much good stuff to enjoy in this world
unless T***p wins — what will we do if he wins
art + books + belonging + spiritual direction
retreats + gatherings + pauses + practices
encounters + musings + conversations
days + weeks + hours + minutes
body + mind + soul + calling
glimpses and tastes
most days
“common”
adjective
If something is common, it is found in large numbers or it happens often.
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“daybook”
noun
1. a diary or journal
2. Accounting
-a book for recording in order each day's transactions
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I read this Rilke quote (that you have probably seen before) during the invocation for a co-writing session and now I think I need to read this Rilke quote every morning:
"I ask you, dear sir, to have patience with all that is unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves, like closed rooms, like books written in a foreign language.
Don’t try to find the answers now. They cannot be given anyway, because you would not be able to live them. For everything is to be lived.
Live the questions now. Perhaps you then may gradually, without noticing, one day in the future, live into the answers. Perhaps you bear within yourself the capacity to imagine and shape a sacred way of life. Prepare yourself for that. Trust what comes to you."
-Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy
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This, by Scott Cairns is included in today’s Daily Nourishment over at spiritualdirectionforwriters.com.
“So, Let’s try something, even now. Even as
you tend these lines, attend for a moment
to your breath as you draw it in: regard
the breath’s cool descent, A stream from mouth
to throat to the furnace of the heart.
Observe that clear, cool confluence of breath
and blood, and do your thinking there.”
- Scott Cairns
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Joy Harjo’s “Perhaps the World Ends Here” at my dining table at One O’Clock Central
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leaves turning and falling at the Cahaba River Walk