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Ann Markle
Buffalo, NY
Semi-retired Episcopal priest, gardener, traveler, with one quirky dog
Interests: gardening, television, movies, reading, writing, cooking, my dogs, yoga, nature
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It's another gloomy day in a gloomy fall week, and my mood tends toward the melancholy, though not necessarily in an unpleasant way. I gaze out my study window to my rain-slick back porch, where I spent many a hot,... Continue reading
Posted Oct 21, 2016 at One Wild and Precious Life
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Ah, yes, the living is so easy. I love being retired -- well, semi-retired; I do have 3 part time jobs. But that means I work Saturday afternoon and most of the day Sunday, and a bit here and there... Continue reading
Posted Jul 22, 2016 at One Wild and Precious Life
Thanks for this. I love these poems of hers.
Toggle Commented Mar 25, 2016 on Good Friday at The Little Red Blog
Okay. I do see how long it has been since I've written here. Ridiculously long. And so much has happened, is still happening in my life. But I'm sitting here in the Jury Selection room of the County Courthouse, with... Continue reading
Posted Dec 3, 2015 at One Wild and Precious Life
Cynthia, this sounds like a true nurse -- aren't you supposed to be able to save everyone?? (grin)
Hello. Here I am again. I've retired (well, semi-retired). I live in Buffalo now, not on the Cumberland Plateau. I've left my beautiful little church, my beautiful house, my beautiful (too big) gardens. I'm still trying to downsize. I've left... Continue reading
Posted Nov 2, 2014 at One Wild and Precious Life
And of course, Nov. 1 is All Saints, and then Sunday, Nov. 2, is All Souls, when I remember my dead people so vividly. It's really the 3 days, Halloween (which I know you remember is really a contraction of All Hallows' Even or Eve), All Saints, and All Souls, that I hold dear, when I remember and revisit my dead people. You also know that (pathetic as it probably is) more of the people that I love most dearly are dead, than alive. Present company excluded, of course. Everyone who ever knew me as a baby is dead now. I love these days. Happy (belated, now) Halloween.
Yeah.
Toggle Commented Oct 14, 2014 on A Beautiful Lie? at The Little Red Blog
Can't we call it "Erick Erickson's Tuff Luv?" It's so much more catchy that way. I've been well-taken care of by the Episcopal Church, but maybe if you really divided out all the hours I worked by the money I made, it might come to something just a little more than the minimum wage (but okay, they gave me a house to live in, too). So I'm a failure at life. So sue me. I've had fun, and still am. But I do think those who are really trying to live and have even a little piece of the American Dream (whatever that is, but I sort of know, in a general sense) deserve more. One of my more recent favorite dishes is the taco salad that I get at the drive-through at Elmwood Taco & Sub. I think the people who make these and serve them to me through the window should make more than minimum wage (maybe they do -- what do I know?).
Toggle Commented Sep 7, 2014 on Failing At Life at The Little Red Blog
Okay, Venn. I kind of like Zenn, but only because it's like Zen. Sigh. I'm senile, what can I say? And I do know some very smart people, as you well know yourself - even if I'm not among them....
Toggle Commented Aug 24, 2014 on The Big Story? at The Little Red Blog
Doubt as gift and grace could work. I recommend gratitude and gift might work better. Gratitude and gift. Hmmm. Doubt as gift? Maybe. One can't, I think, have strong faith without doubt.
Toggle Commented Aug 23, 2014 on The Gift Of Doubt at The Little Red Blog
I remember when my daughter died, I was laughing within at least hours. The body and psyche need some release. Certainly a President needs a vacation and some time to do something stupid like play golf. I do not want to take anything away from this tragedy and travesty when I say that Jim Foley and probably all the hostages (certainly the journalists) were adults, and (journalist) freelancers, and made choices about where they went. Not that anything that happened was acceptable, but still -- it's like diplomats and foreign service people who know what they're possibly getting into.... I'm so sick of people criticizing the President for bullshit reasons. God knows, there are legitimate reasons, which make the bullshit stuff even harder to put up with. Let's try to get serious, instead of getting racist (which is what most of the bullshit is about)....
Hmm, interesting to me since: 1. God has little or nothing to do with religion, since religion is mostly about humans, not about God; 2. Science and God are not in any sort of conflict (though some religions are in conflict with science) 3. Most of the people I know do not confuse the two (God or religion and science). I do believe science, like religion, is a body of belief, and have known some people for whom science is their religion. I believe science is good for some things, and faith (not necessarily religion) for others. They're like those (are they called?) Zenn diagrams, with the overlapping circles, some field in common, but lots exclusive to each. But what do I know? What do any of us know?
Toggle Commented Aug 23, 2014 on The Big Story? at The Little Red Blog
Jack, you know I have experienced serious depression, and I know you have. That's so different from having a bad day, or a few of them. You also know I feel strongly against suicide as a "legitimate option" in nearly every circumstance - perhaps partly because of you, but also because of the extensive study I made in my Medical Ethics course at seminary. I do, however, strongly feel that "brain disorder" theory of depression -- that serious, clinical depression that feels qualitatively different from a bad day or series thereof. I do know and have experienced the difference myself. Thank you for writing this. Who knew, when we talked of you writing of mental health issues on your blog, that the occasion would rise in this very sad way?
Toggle Commented Aug 18, 2014 on Not Enough Stigma? at The Little Red Blog
I think "The Death of Expertise" is a worthwhile read for YOU. To paraphrase MSNBC: You read it so I don't have to.
Toggle Commented Aug 5, 2014 on Expert Analysis at The Little Red Blog
Charity was nearly always your strong suit, and I learned it from you. When I would swear and sweat at a slow driver, you would say, "Maybe they're looking for a house number." Sometimes I remember that (or some version of it) and breathe deeply and calm down. I think of contempt and respect as on a continuum that also reflects patience. I try to be more patient these days, but often it's in retrospect that I realize....
Toggle Commented Jun 28, 2014 on Against Contempt at The Little Red Blog
Interesting though. But happy? God is love and joy, I think, but also sorrow. The fullness of emotion, I think, but always beginning and ending in love -- and that is mostly joy, no?
Toggle Commented Jun 28, 2014 on "Is God Happy?" at The Little Red Blog
Given that common Greek root -- "charis," which means love, I would suggest that it's not even about "not judging," but rather, to give IN SPITE of possibly judging. Love means giving even when the recipient may not be worthy of the gift, just as God has "charis" toward us (not to mention "chesed"). So in the sense of not judging -- it's not for us to say whether we give to someone "deserving" (by whatever standard we impose), but rather that we give to ALL, regardless of their "worthiness," because "charis" demands it.
Toggle Commented Jun 11, 2014 on On Being Charitable at The Little Red Blog
I love this discussion, Jack! I also possess lots of shame, about myriad things. I'm not sure I agree with the "what we did"/"who we are" dichotomy. But you could also search the Oprah.com page for some articles, videos (I imagine) with Brene Brown. She has been on Oprah several times. I don't know enough to say that shame is universal (except for sociopaths) -- that seems irrelevant to me. If I have it, that's enough to know. It doesn't even matter how I got it (isn't that different from my therapist days, when I believed in the power of knowing the past?) -- all that matters is the ability to forgive myself for whatever I'm ashamed of, and to release it.
Toggle Commented May 25, 2014 on Shame Redux at The Little Red Blog
Well, now I did look it up, and I'm wrong. I don't know how they got their land in Wyoming, but it clearly wasn't that particular "40 acres and a mule" homesteading act. Maybe another? Maybe a war payment (as was my 5 greats grandfather's land in Indiana)? Maybe they just bought it? Hmmmm. Wish my mama was still around to ask - she'd know.
I may be wrong, but I believe "40 acres and a mule" was made available to anyone who was willing to settle in the west and "tame" it. My maternal great-grandparents were 40 acres and a mule settlers in Caspar, Wyoming, where my mother was born on their ranch. But I'm too lazy to google the details.
I have put this book on reserve at the library. I'm the only name (of course - I'm in Tennessee), so I should get it soon. If I can't wait any longer, I'll order it on my Kindle!
You go, guy! I read the summary of the law at the beginning of every Sunday service. "Faith alone" is the root of all (Christian) evil, IMO. "Love" is a verb. We have to DO something.
My book study group read "What Paul Meant." I certainly agree with your final sentence in that review -- both Jesus and Paul HAVE been hijacked and distorted by those without eyes to see or ears (and hearts) to hear. As for "Living with a Wild God:" I really want my study group to do this one too (even though I'll be gone when they get to it) -- but from the excerpts you provide (and the reviews I've read), I'm going to have to buy it for my kindle and read it on my own. If I'd quit reading people's blogs, I'd have more time for books!! See you in July....
Toggle Commented May 16, 2014 on Books In Brief at The Little Red Blog
Alleluia, Christ is risen! The Lord is risen indeed, Alleluia! So sorry, Britt Arnhild, that you didn't get Church on Easter - I know how much it means to you. This is my last Easter in Tennessee, and it is blessed. Hope yours continues to be for the entire Great Fifty Days!
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