Posts Tagged ‘kith/kin

04
Sep
19

9.4.19 … “gratitude transforms the torment of memory into silent joy”

Today would have been my father’s 92nd birthday.

I am grateful for him everyday.

“Furthermore, the more beautiful and full the remembrances, the more difficult the separation. But gratitude transforms the torment of memory into silent joy. One bears what was lovely in the past not as a thorn, but as a precious gift deep within, a hidden treasure of which one can always be certain.” ~Dietrich Bonhoeffer

9.4.19

18
Aug
19

8.18.19 … Atlanta’s current population at the Darlington … 6,885,071

Driving Mama Lindsey …

So the brother is at the beach and I decided to take on Sunday with my mom. Nails, maybe? She vetoed that. But since I had already moved toward our favorite nail spot on Roswell near Mt. Paran, I drove across Mt. Paran to Northside, thinking and talking about families who have lived in that part of town. The Wayts lived there for a bit, and the Blacks forever, and the Everetts on Cave.

At Northside, I turned south and then decided to drive through Westminster. I went in the front gate and out the back. To be honest, the place has changed a great deal and is only barely recognizable as the place where I attended. I guess that’s what happens when you rarely visit.

Once on West Wesley we headed east and then at the last minute I drove down Bohler to Peachtree Battle. I don’t often drive along this stretch Peachtree Battle so I enjoyed this stretch along the creek and between Northside and Habersham. Once we crossed Northside, mom and I reminisced about my E. Rivers elementary friends who lived on PB or nearby … the Burdetts, the Smiths, the Sharps and family friends the Georges. And my favorite house, one I have never been in, which has lots of angles in the roof … it looks like a cottage. Then back by E. Rivers and south on Peachtree.

After crossing over the right, we swing into the shopping center that looks like Buckingham Palace where Aunt Jane’s shop was. So many memories.

Then to Brookwood Hills. Today we enter at Huntington and share stories about our friends on this street … the Wards, the Ingrams, the Fergusons… and the back by 139 …

On Peachtree we head north to Buckhead … checking out the current population … 6,885,071 …

My mom actually lived at the Darlington for a short period before she married. She roomed with a girl she had met at the boarding house behind First Presbyterian. Catherine Smith was her name, one of the few people mom lost track with fairly early in life.

And then back home … Andrews to W Paces to Valley to Habersham to Old Ivy to Wieuca to Peachtree …

8.18.19

14
Aug
19

8.14.19 … going to ride …

Driving Mama Lindsey –

Since I was in Atlanta, I joined mom for Wednesday night, something my sister does most weeks. I arrived in time for supper with her friends on the second floor. On Wednesday night, she usually plays bingo with her bingo crowd from her many years at Lenbrook. I, however, offered to take her on a car ride. I knew full well that that is one of her favorite things to do especially since it meant a couple of hours out of Lenbrook with me one on one.

So, we headed out about 6:15, and it was still quite hot and muggy. We turned south out of Lenbrook on Peachtree, something I repeatedly tell myself I will not do again, and so we spent a good deal of time in Lenox Square/Buckhead traffic … That always gives her a chance to comment on how much Atlanta has grown and all the tall buildings in the Lenox Square/Buckhead area.

When we finally got out of Buckhead traffic, which was south of Pharr Road, actually at the Cathedral, we began our usual banter about E. Rivers School, the Marsdens and their shop on Peachtree Street, and ultimately Piedmont Hospital and what in the world they are doing with that huge glass building…

At Piedmont Hospital, we turned onto Brighton Rd and immediately talked about the beautiful neighborhood, the many friends that we had had over 40 years as a family there, and, unfortunately, I had to remind her of several of our close friends and neighbors who had died in the last year, one being Betty Coley, who had lived there since the 70s and who with her husband Bob were some of my parents favorite people although significantly younger than they were, and PLiz Primm who died last month. We shared some great memories about these wonderful people who were also a lot of fun.

After passing by 139, we ventured around the bend where Brighton becomes Camden and then turned onto Wakefield and went by the Brookwood Hills Pool. When I was growing up in the 60s and 70s in the neighborhood, our house, as was true with many of the houses built in the 20s, did not have air conditioning. I reminded my mother how we would walk down to the pool after supper at 8 PM every night, swim for an hour, and then walk back home and go to bed. I laughed at the memory of dad walking up the Wakefield hill with me on his shoulders, never complaining.

We then headed north on Peachtree, wandering through Peachtree Hills, detouring on Sharondale by Judy and Joe Perry’s, back up E. Wesley with another detour by the Duck Pond, then by the Cathedral, wandering over to Habersham, and back to Lenbrook via the back route on Old Ivey.

… And after leaving mom, I ran into Mrs. Pentecost and her daughter Didi (Martha Jr.) who just recently returned from Chicago where they took train up (another type of ride). The Pentecosts were our Brighton Road neighbors for many years and definitely part of our story. Didi and her sister Claire just launched a book, “Spirit of the Water Bear,” a coming of age story in the very real and current context of climate change,

http://www.lulu.com/shop/claire-pentecost/spirit-of-the-water-bear/paperback/product-23989913.html. I plan to order a copy!

I’ve never thought about whether I like to “go to ride.” It’s something I always did with my grandparents as a child in the country or at the beach or at Christmas to see the decorations and now with my mom to share time and space and stories. But I realize now it’s how I learn and retell and revise my story. And I don’t really like to ride in the car.

Another pleasant evening …

8.14.19

12
Jul
19

7.12.19 … “And this is precisely the secret held by all those who go by foot: life is prolonged when you walk. Walking expands time rather than collapses it.” -Erling Kagge

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, The Cathedral of St. Philip-Atlanta GA:

I have a lot going on right now. I have been in Atlanta helping my mom deal with some major dental issues. I never thought about it, but there is a useful life for teeth. And for my mom, 92 seems to be the number. It is not fun to deal with serious dental health issues at 92.

My sister had an appointment at Piedmont so I drove with her and decided I could use my time free time as quiet time … Iced coffee from Starbucks, labyrinth walk, and, if time permits, a visit to Richards Five and Dime.

I have secured my coffee, and a blueberry muffin, and I’m now sitting in the very hot sun, 89°, at The Cathedral. There is a magnolia tree in the distance that still has a few blooms on it, but most in this garden, are well past any blooms.

My thoughts wander to my three adult children and what they are doing. Jack is in Alaska and the temperature in Alaska has been breaking records. It was hotter in Anchorage AK last week than in Atlanta GA today. It hit the 90s for the first time in recorded history and in the lower 90s for three days in a row in McCarthy AK. And there are over 400 forest fires; so bad that Jack says the normally pristine air is hazy from the fires.

My son Edward is in Colorado and dealing with the ups and downs of relocation, finding a job, and how sometimes the world just doesn’t play into your hand. But, he is surrounded by good friends and has found a beautiful place to live, so I am hopeful that he will find a spot where he enjoys this period of his life.

And Molly, my daughter, is in Brooklyn. Last month she traveled to Ecuador and now she will work super hard and then have mini vacations to attend the weddings of two close friends in August and September. I think this wedding season will be different than when I was her age because each wedding, as a general rule, is unique. No longer does a bride go home to her childhood church and get married surrounded by her family and friends of childhood with a couple of additions from college, etc. instead, the couple often choose a venue that is special to them, a beach resort or a mountain venue or even a local park or venue near where the couple currently lives. It’s a different world.

Before I walk I took stock of my surroundings. As I mentioned, it was hot. And the birds were the most significant activity in the garden today. I enjoyed watching them fly from tree to tree and singing to each other.

I love this cartoon forwarded to me by a good Episcopalian friend. I wish I knew the cartoonist so I could give him/her credit.

I found this quote the other day…

“And this is precisely the secret held by all those who go by foot: life is prolonged when you walk. Walking expands time rather than collapses it.”

-Erling Kagge’s Walking: One Step at a Time (translated by Becky L. Crook, Pantheon)

I certainly believe that my walking expands time, rather than collapses it. I’m hoping my life is prolonged by my walks.

And I enjoyed Hamilton’s score today:

🎶Look around, look around at how lucky you are … to be alive right now … 🎶

And as for the goats … you’ll have to ask my brother.

7.12.19

and I found this …

23
May
19

5.23.19 … “Look deep into nature and you will understand everything better.” ~Albert Einstein

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, The Cathedral of St. Philip-Atlanta GA, kith/kin:

After a meeting at Lenbrook, my sister and I headed out for a walk. We enjoyed our time in the sun, despite the heat. The birds seemed to enjoy our presence. Magnolia leaves were strewn across the labyrinth. I always enjoy the sound of rustling magnolia leaves when I walk over them.

“Look deep into nature and you will understand everything better.” ~Albert Einstein

5.23.19

23
Apr
19

4.23.19 … “However many other religious languages I learn, I dream in Christian. However much I learn from other spiritual teachers, it is Jesus I come home to at night.” – Barbara Brown Taylor(

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, Wayt Private Labyrinth – Cumming GA:

I read this extract as part of a devotional for a Bible study I attend at First Presbyterian Church in Charlotte . There was lots to ponder.

I became a fan of Barbara Brown Taylor about 10 years ago. The first book I read was An Altar in the World: Finding the Sacred Beneath Our Feet. She walks labyrinth by the way …

She has a new book, Holy Envy: Finding God in the Faith of Others and in connection with its publication last month she has done quite a few interviews. This is an excerpt from a CNN interview from last week (https://www.cnn.com/2019/04/21/us/outcast-pastor-finds-way-home-easter/index.html).

“I worship every day,” she says. “Sometimes it’s in churches, but other times it’s around dinner tables, in airports, in city parks, and in the woods with wild turkeys.”

Those answers, though, are the kind of poetic musings that still make some Christians suspicious. Is she more than “happy faces and pumpkins in the sky?”She doesn’t sound like a person who is giving up on Christianity.

In “Holy Envy” she writes: “However many other religious languages I learn, I dream in Christian. However much I learn from other spiritual teachers, it is Jesus I come home to at night.”

Easter morning also helps her find her way home.

She still believes in the Easter story. She just doesn’t believe that it represents the triumph of Christianity — proof that Christians have a monopoly on religious truth.

How can you believe in Easter without believing Christ is the only way?

The way she now talks about God in the Easter story helps explain why.

“Jesus never commanded me to love my religion. He said love God and your neighbor. That’s about all I can handle day by day.”

“These days I would say Easter is the eruption of life from a tomb as God’s huge surprise, going in a different direction, and if anything, proof that you can never predict how God is going to act next,” she says.

Taylor’s spiritual restlessness may continue to push her in different directions. But she no longer sounds afraid to look her faith in the eyes.

“Now I value Easter as the reminder that you never know where life is going to come from next, and there’s no sense being attached to the day before yesterday because the day before yesterday is dead, and today something is alive,” she says.

She leans forward on her sofa and her expression turns solemn. She gets a faraway look in her eyes, and raises her hands as if in worship.

“So why not follow the life, and see where it leads, with some kind of trust in the spirits’ ability to blow where nobody expected to blow, and in a direction nobody expected it to go into — and be willing to be blown away.”

And then I closed with this from Paul Bane: Source: When Does the Kingdom of Heaven Come to Earth? | Paul Bane, https://www.patheos.com/blogs/mindfulchristianitytoday/2018/08/when-does-the-kingdom-of-heaven-come-to-earth/

Every time we pray we experience God at a given point until our mind moves on to other thoughts.

Heaven comes every time we love our brothers and sisters. Heaven comes when we are at peace with our circumstances in life. Heaven comes every moment we dwell in the presence of God. Heaven comes when I know I am one with the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

… remember, there is no need to prepare for the kingdom of Heaven it is already here. The kingdom of Heaven is neither found in the past or the future it is present in every moment of time, and God is the “Eternal Now.” So stop, take a deep breath and realize the kingdom of Heaven is present within you. Contemplate you are in a relationship with the “resurrected Christ” and his Kingdom is present and alive in your heart. Practice the wonderment of the now and enjoy the presence of God in whatever is happening to you at this moment. Focus on the existence of God and the fullness of his kingdom is yours right now. The Kingdom of God is within you.

Amen

After my class, I drove to Atlanta detouring via Cumming where I spent an evening with a friend, Marty, her sister Becca and their mom Martha. We shared a walk on Martha’s labyrinth as the sun was getting low in the West. We then enjoyed a dinner on the porch watching the sun do it final hurrah for the day. It was a perfect evening.

We discussed anything and everything, including Barbara Brown Taylor with whom the Kiser and Wayt families share a special friendship of over 40 years, Courtney Cowart and her work at 9/11 Ground Sero, labyrinths,friendship, Richard Rohr, enneagrams, thin places,history, and mutual friends such as the Campbell family…I drove away energized and feeling both loved and nurtured.

And as I drove to Atlanta, and once I entered Georgia, I turned on Georgia public radio. I thought you would want know that today is the first day that Vidalia onions are available. There are only 10,000 acres that are allowed to grow Vidalia onions, the official Georgia vegetable. Also, they will be available until August.

4.23.19

11
Mar
19

3.11.19 … Oh, the places you will go …

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, Lenten Lists, 2019 Lenten Labyrinth Walks (6/40), finger labyrinth@home:

Today, the painting crew arrived. One of the many things on my to do list this spring is to repair and freshen up the paint in the public areas of my house. And today was the day … it already looks soooo much better.

I am using a new finger labyrinth today. It was a gift from my sister. I normally leave it in the car, so I rediscovered it yesterday and decided that today would be a good day to “walk” it. The path is not really walkable, but this one is really more about feeling the smooth tick in my hand, turning it over and remembering the kindness of the gift. It is a great stress reliever!

At the end of the day I realized that I had never left home. But then I realized that I had … I’d been with my sister as I walked my finger labyrinth and I had been in France reliving a trip from 2011, where I visited Chartres but could not walk the labyrinth because it was covered in Chairs

Oh, the places you will go.

3.11.19

Today’s Lenten List :

Local labyrinths

1. Avondale

2. Myers Park Baptist

3. Sardis Baptist

4. Wedgewood

5. McCrorey YMCA

6. Presbyterian Hospital

7. MorningStar Lutheran Chapel

8. Myers Park Methodist

9. St. John’s Episcopal (canvas)

10. Private labyrinth on Hardison

11. Private labyrinth off Sheron View




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