Poet Leonard Cohen has a song that starts: “The birds they sing at the break of day,
‘Begin again,’ I heard them say.”
I need these words right now after returning from six weeks in Costa Rica and Cuba where my husband was teaching at Whitworth University’s Latin America campus and I was studying Spanish. Our internet service was spotty at best, so it’s been weeks since I have been able to post. Time to begin again!
The poem/song continues:
Ring the bells that still can ring.
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in EVERYTHING
That’s how the light gets in!
We are driving to Seattle/Tacoma area right now for two book events for Pilgrimage through Loss and I am writing on my IPAD…not sure how imperfect the spacing will emerge. I will speak at Elliott Bay Bookstore at 2:00 Saturday in Seattle, and at Immanuel Presbyterian Church in Tacoma on Tuesday evening at 7:00. If you live in the area I would love to meet you.
Our great joy was coming home to our garden in glorious spring bloom! The plants begin again to offer their fragrance and wonder. A weeping cherry, dozens of daffodils, exuberant and elegant French tulips, aromatic Viburnam, and a pink tulip tree all greeted us. I will send pictures on a future post.
A new friend I met while speaking in her Decatur, Georgia church sent me a thoughtful card with a quote from Pope John Paul, “Every human heart is made for joy.” Perhaps that’s one of the reasons for gardens!
More on Cuba and Costa Rica upcoming and my experiences talking with others on how their cultures express grief. So good to be home.
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