Archive for July, 2018


7.31.18 … and to all a good night …

Driving Mama Lindsay …

Today was a little different. We headed out to Westview Cemetery via I 85, the Connector and I 20. Once in Westview, we drove straight to Daddy’s grave. Although I did not ask her, I wonder if it bothers her to know that this will be her last resting place. For those of you who knew my dad, do you get the epitaph? I remember that the lady who took the order did not get it.

After Westview, we headed downtown and took a spin around the Georgia State Capitol. I enjoyed all the statues including the newest of MLKjr. My great grandfather, grandfather and brother have all served in the Georgia Legislature.

After the capitol, we headed north on Peachtree St. I pointed out Edward’s current office building Suntrust Plaza, and I noted the modern lions on the Marquis Building. I’ve never seen a modern take on classic lions.

And then we drove north. I focused my commentary on the churches along our route, first Central Presbyterian near the Capitol, then First Methodist (Ann DeRosa, were you married here?), St. Luke’s Episcopal Church (so may friends were married here), North Avenue Presbyterian Church (my family’s church and where I was married), First Presbyterian Church (where I attended preschool and where I remember going to Christmas Eve services in high school and College) and the small public library nearby, Peachtree Christian Church (beautiful Tiffany windows), and the Temple. We also talked about the Fox Theater and the Woodruff Arts Center.

Then a drive through Brookwood Hills and of course a viewing of 139 Brighton.

Next we went to Arby’s and “enjoyed” their roast beef sandwiches and a coke float.

And finally, back to Lenbrook.



7.31.18 … And yes, stillness is vital to the world of my soul …

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2018 Labyrinth Walks, Cathedral of St. Philip – Atlanta GA:

So, I was a little off today. It was a muggy Tuesday morning in Atlanta and weather forecast was for rain for the next few days . I drove in last night and spent the evening with my mom. I was feeling guilty because I had not been here since the first week of July. Although in the past, she made me feel guilty, I think she is now processing that she really doesn’t remember when I was here last and how long ago it was. Her expression of joy at seeing me unnerves me a little bit.

I purchased my Starbucks treats and pulled into St. Phillip’s. As I walked into the sacred space, I noticed in a large planter filled with cigarette butts and a doggy poop bag. So my walk did not start off well given that there is a trashcan within 100 feet of this deposit. I thought to myself, REALLY!

I realized that in order to make this walk beneficial, I might focus on my saved quotations from the last few days. So here they are:


Stillness is vital to the world of the soul. If as you age you become more still, you will discover that stillness can be a great companion. The fragments of your life will have time to unify, and the places where your soul-shelter is wounded or broken will have time to knit and heal. You will be able to return to yourself. In this stillness, you will engage your soul. Many people miss out on themselves completely as they journey through life. They know others, they know places, they know skills, they know their work, but tragically, they do not know themselves at all. Aging can be a lovely time of ripening when you actually meet yourself, indeed maybe for the first time. There are beautiful lines from T. S. Eliot that say:

‘And the end of all our exploring

Will be to arrive where we started

And know the place for the first time.’

John O’Donohue

Excerpt from ANAM CARA

On my way out, I cleaned out the planter.

And yes, stillness is vital to the world of my soul.



7.27.18 … No skinned knees for me …


No skinned knees for me … I have now Bird scootered around the Inner Harbor in Baltimore. And I would happily do it again!



7.19.18 … In This Stillness …

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2018 Labyrinth Walks, Avondale Presbyterian Church – Charlotte NC:

I loved walking up to the labyrinth today because for the first time ever, it was being used; a youth group from SC in town for a mission trip filled the sacred garden, and they were walking the labyrinth as a group. And the leaders were teaching about the labyrinth. It is an underutilized resource. So grateful to see someone understanding and using it. And teaching a new generation about it.

After the group finished, I walked, and it was a noisy walk. The birds were going wild and there was a baby crying in the distance.

This is another venting walk. I’ll just leave it at that …

Here are a few quotes for you:

Charity means ‘Love, in the Christian sense’. But love, in the Christian sense, does not mean an emotion. It is a state not of the feelings but of the will; that state of the will which we have naturally about ourselves, and must learn to have about other people….

Our love for ourselves does not mean that we like ourselves. It means that we wish our own good.

In the same way Christian Love (or Charity) for our neighbours is quite a different thing from liking or affection. We ‘like’ or are ‘fond of’ some people, and not of others. It is important to understand that this natural liking’ is neither a sin nor a virtue, any more than your likes and dislikes in food are a sin or a virtue. It is just a fact. But, of course, what we do about it is either sinful or virtuous.

C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity (1952; Harper Collins 2001) 129-130.

What have you

To offer to me?

What is it

You feel I ask?


O my people,

What you see

To be your task.

Not that you

Forever harp on

Things so clear

To me above –

Simple are my


All I ask

Is that you love.

Love is clear

And Love is simple,

Quick to help

And slow to cease,

Love is Gratitude

And Patience,

Love is Kindness,

Love is Peace.

Source: excerpt of the poem “In This Stillness” from Philip Britts, Water at the Root



7.14.18 … “Religion, at the mature level, used meditation, contemplation, and silence, recognizing we have to clear away the normal dualistic mind (either/or, black/white) which is not adequate to the mystery.” Source: Richard Rohr: Becoming Stillness – Stillness Speaks, 

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2018 Labyrinth Walks, Wedgewood Church – Charlotte NC:

I needed to vent…so instead I walked.

RELEASE…Crows cawing, crunch, crunch, crunch… traffic

RECEIVE … more crows, add cicadas, more traffic

RETURN … and integrate … still agitated.

Well, I tried.

So here is my quote for today:

“Religion, at the mature level, used meditation, contemplation, and silence, recognizing we have to clear away the normal dualistic mind (either/or, black/white) which is not adequate to the mystery.”

Source: Richard Rohr: Becoming Stillness – Stillness Speaks,

Tony Snow, #itsagreatdaytobeawildcat: Tony Snow was a Davidson grad. At our 25th reunion in 2007, Tony spoke at the all alum event. He was able to come because he was on leave (and at this point, he thought he had beat the cancer and was returning to the White House shortly.) We stayed at the Guest House with our kids, and he did also. He was so engaging and seemed genuinely interested in every one he met.

Dana Perino posted this in connection with the 10th anniversary of Tony”s death. It’s worth your time. Source: Dana Perino: Ten years after Tony Snow died much too young, I remember the important things he taught me | Fox News,

And another book recommendation, but I am not sure who recommended it: Susan Rivers’ “The Second Mrs. Hockaday.”

And anyone seen a great movie? I’m still loving my MoviePass, but am wary of surge pricing. MoviePass isn’t paying more.



7.13.18 … “If I were to invent a sin to describe what that was—for how I lived—I would not say it was simply that I didn’t stop to smell the roses. It was the sin of arrogance, of becoming impervious to life itself. I failed to love what was present and decided to love what was possible instead. I must learn to live in ordinary time, but I don’t know how.” Kate Bowler, “Everything Happens for a Reason and Other Lies I’ve Loved”

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2018 Labyrinth Walks, Avondale Presbyterian Church – Charlotte NC, King Friday XIII, Mr. Rogers’ documentary “Won’t You Be My Neighbor”, Friday the 13th, quotes, Kate Bowler (“Everything Happens for a Reason and Other Lies I’ve Loved”), David Grann’s Killers of the Flower Moon: The Osage Murders and the Birth of the FBI:

King Friday XIII: I saw the Mr. Rogers’ documentary “Won’t You Be My Neighbor” yesterday, and I highly recommend it. Today is Friday the 13th. I laughed at the name:

“In a 1999 interview, Mister Rogers told us why he named his most royal puppet King Friday XIII:

“His name was King Friday XIII. We just thought that was fun because so many people are so superstitious about Friday the 13th that we thought, let’s start children out thinking that Friday the 13th was a fun day. And every Friday the 13th would be his birthday. So we would celebrate his birthday every time a Friday the 13th came. And that was so wonderful about [broadcasting a live TV show] — when a Friday the 13th came, you knew it.”


Red Boot … I’m empowered … not so much, but it’s a good thought.

After the 7:15 am Red Boot meeting, my labyrinth and Red Boot friend Toni and I headed to Myers Park Baptist for a walk. To our delight there was a yoga class on the labyrinth. I loved that it is being used! But we detoured to Avondale.

At Avondale, we walked up and both noticed the weeds.

We walked in silence on the way in where I was struck by the lack of environmental quiet. Not only were the birds chirping but the lawn mowers were roaring and the hammers pounding.

On the way out, I interrupted the silence and we talked about labyrinth issues the entire way out. One note was that any permanent installation needs a labyrinth keepers organization. The weeds here are out of control and the heat is taking its toll. This is one of my favorite labyrinths. I am sure it will be better next time. Other ideas, incorporating a little Free Library … It is solved by walking and talking.

And a new quote that has resonated with me:

“If I were to invent a sin to describe what that was—for how I lived—I would not say it was simply that I didn’t stop to smell the roses. It was the sin of arrogance, of becoming impervious to life itself. I failed to love what was present and decided to love what was possible instead. I must learn to live in ordinary time, but I don’t know how.”

Kate Bowler, “Everything Happens for a Reason and Other Lies I’ve Loved”

And I have a new book recommendation: Killers of the Flower Moon: The Osage Murders and the Birth of the FBI by David Grann. Anyone read it?



7.13.18 … “The turn of the tide of success” —Thomas Jefferson

Wild! OK, Just Hiking with Albert and John, Crowders Mountain NC:

After a nice steady walk up, we hit 300+ steps.

Before we reached the steps, we heard voices from up the cliff. And when we looked we saw several rock climbers. John noted that he hoped they had ropes. They did. Since I have a son who does this both professionally and recreationally, I always say a little prayer.

Once at the top, we had a very nice view and a sip of water for Albert and me. Albert enjoyed his drink.

We then ascended a little higher, to the real top where the communication towers are. The towers and building are surrounded by chain-link fences. Since I know of several engagement proposals that have taken place here, I smiled when I saw the fenced doorway with two padlocks randomly attached. I thought of the Paris bridge that until several years ago was covered in “love locks.“

We decided, ok, I requested, to hike down the longer route via the gravel access road. It was really strange at one point I looked up at a heavily wooded hill and could just envision a revolutionary war battle. I don’t think I’ve ever sensed history like that. There was a significant American Revolutionary War battle at Kings Mountain which is not 5 miles away. So it is possible that there were battles here.

“The turn of the tide of success—Thomas Jefferson called it ‘The turn of the tide of success.’ The battle of Kings Mountain, fought October 7th, 1780, was an important American victory during the Revolutionary War. The battle was the first major patriot victory to occur after the British invasion of Charleston, SC in May 1780. The park preserves the site of this important battle. “

Source: Kings Mountain National Military Park (U.S. National Park Service),



7.7.18 … “Nothing in all creation is so like God as stillness.” ― Meister Eckhart<

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2018 Labyrinth Walks, Davidson College Labyrinth and Peace Garden @ Hobart Park – Davidson NC:

Storms are a comin’: Dark clouds, heavy winds … and it’s much cooler!

There is debris on the labyrinth, remnants from last night’s storms.

I have grown to to love the water feature, and I’ll admit that at first I did not particularly like it. I guess I’m not by nature a zen person.

Moss seems to be having a good year.

Quote, Meister Eckhart: And I love this quote:

“Nothing in all creation is so like God as stillness.” ― Meister Eckhart

Dog Days of Summer,FYI:

These hot days were considered among the worst in Western antiquity, a time when, according to folklore scholar Eleanor R. Long, “all liquids are poisonous, when bathing, swimming, or even drinking water can be dangerous, and a time when no sore or wound will heal properly. It is also a time when we are likely to be ‘dog-tired,’ if not ‘sick as a dog,’ to ‘dog it’ at work and ‘go to the dogs’ in our leisure hours-in short, to lead a ‘dog’s life’ until the miserable period is over.”

Both the ancient Greeks and Romans noticed that the star Sirius — the dog star, Canis major in the Orion constellation — began to rise with the sun not long after the summer solstice. While this is often the hottest time of the summer, and publications like the Farmer’s Almanac placed the dog days as occurring between July 3 and Aug. 11 each year, Long points out that Sirius doesn’t rise and set with the sun until mid-August now.

Source: The real meaning of the ‘dog days of summer’ | MNN – Mother Nature Network,

Amelie’s, Salted Caramel Brownie Macaron Ice Cream Sandwich:

I went for the Salted Caramel Brownie Macaron Ice Cream Sandwich … this really exists, really.

The new Macaron Ice Cream Sandwiches, offered in either Lavender Lemon or Salted Caramel Brownie flavors, will provide “folks a way to beat the summer heat with a French twist on a classic treat,” said Mary Jayne Wilson, Amélie’s Executive Chef. Wilson has dedicated years of hard work to perfecting the recipe and finding the key to constructing these sweet treats.



7.6.18 … Driving Mama Lindsey … now, how do you know your way around Atlanta without getting lost …

Driving Mama Lindsey …

Today my daughter Molly and I took Mama Lindsey on a two hour car ride. We started out at Lenbrook and headed south. First, we went down Lenox to I-85 and got off at Peachtree Road and into Ansley Park . We drove down The Prado and talked about how I never understood why this street was named “The Prado” and then down Maddox Lane by the first house that my father remembers. We then talked about several houses of beloved grandmothers of friends and how they have survived and maintained their raison d’etre to this day, despite the massive teardown movement that began in the late 1980s.

After leaving Ansley Park, we made a pass through the drive-thru at the Chick-fil-A and enjoyed a peach milkshake.

And then we drove through Brookwood Hills: 139 Brighton, the Rays, the Pentecosts, the Winbornes, the Wards, the Goulds, the Stricklands … and the Pool were all discussed.

Then back out on Peachtree north to the Duck Pond and then down Andrews … what are they doing to the Mauldins’ old house?

And then slowly back via Habersham to Old Ivey ….

And a little aside: my mom asked me at some Point how I still knew my way around Atlanta since nothing was the same. I told her I still remembered, but when I forget, I use the GPS on my phone. She then asked how does that work…I tried to explain, but finally I said my phone sent a signal up to the satellite and then it can track me and tell me where to go …



7.5.18 … always go to the funeral …

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2018 Labyrinth Walks, Second Presbyterian Church – Nashville TN, St. Ann’s Episcopal Church Nashville TN, NPR’s – “Always Go to the Funeral”:

Always go to the funeral…

And that is what I did today. I went and I loved my friend, her husband and her sons. And I grieved for them and with them.

But before I went I found two labyrinths in Nashville where I walked and prayed and shared space with another friend.

I’m blessed to have visited with some friends who I just reconnected with last weekend and when they found I needed a place to stay last night, they opened their home. Through my usual conversation and social media, they knew that I love labyrinths, and they noted that their church here in Nashville has a labyrinth. I searched and it is not referenced on the locator services that I have.

So I headed out this morning and found the labyrinth at Second Presbyterian in a very private yard next to the church. It was in what they call a reflection garden and the sign has the following quote: “Jesus said remember, I am with you always to the end of the age.” Matthew 28:20 There is no reference to the labyrinth on the sign. There is also a sign listing those who have been interred at this garden. this labyrinth is a small three circuit Cretan labyrinth which is in the shape of the brain.

I heard birds twittering and I saw their shadows on the one wall of the garden that was bathed in sunlight. I looked up I saw two redbirds and a plane flying overhead.

There were some very tired hydrangeas still dripping from the rain last night, but not yet recovered from yesterday‘s heat.

My second walk was at St. Ann’s. And I walked it with my dear friend Ann. I shared my love of all things labyrinth and I do believe she was intrigued.

And then i went to the funeral with Ann and her husband. At St. George’s Episcopal Church. And who is St. George?

I love my friend Elizabeth and her family. Today I experienced love in its rawest form. And dear sweet, kind, passionate James is now free …

I am blessed.

And when I remind myself to go to the funeral, I pull up this 2005 NPR segment:

“I believe in always going to the funeral. My father taught me that.
The first time he said it directly to me, I was 16 and trying to get out of going to calling hours for Miss Emerson, my old fifth grade math teacher. I did not want to go. My father was unequivocal. “Dee,” he said, “you’re going. Always go to the funeral. Do it for the family.”

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