To Be Still

To Be Still

The sound of awakening in a century old house– to the tune of coffee brewing and the smell of dew breaking with the dawn– is an orchestra of new life.   I gather myself at the oatmeal waiting for me on the stove, in the ancient gullet of a micaceous pot, and shake myself from … Continue reading

Something glorious is beginning

Something glorious is beginning

I have been in the Salt Lake City airport for about three hours. I have about another hour to go before I fly to Albuquerque, New Mexico. And I feel fantastic. Do you know that feeling you get when you don’t know exactly what’s going to happen– but you don’t really care because you know … Continue reading

Mama

Mama

Mama you were there; That breath of wind on a hot evening, That sing song voice of water in a well, The chill of sweat on my back, As I cried into your hands. Mama, you kept me In the blue place of your heart; In spidery-nest of your hair, Mama you kept me. I … Continue reading

Hymn to Immanuel

Hymn to Immanuel

He came, as light in the dark. The cords of vines, The splinters of cobwebs, A decorative brick-a-brack that framed the sunset. I was blessed before I knew it. I began the trail with many questions And as I ran, the muddle in my chest grew thicker –a  cornstarch of ambiguity—and I grew afraid. But, … Continue reading

Farewell, France

They say it takes a village to raise a child. Well, I say it takes several villages worth of support to more than successfully complete, with life-time honors (you know who you are!!), the Principia 2012 France Abroad. Today I asked myself: “Did I really just survive the last 15 weeks?” Yes. And I did … Continue reading

Presque adieu? (Almost goodbye?)

And the answer is oui and non. Oui because tomorrow I’m leaving with the group for Paris, for our last four days together as a group before I head back state-side while others stay in Europe to travel or visit family or fly back to the good ‘ole US of A. And non because adieu … Continue reading

Be Nice to Me

Oi vey. Ready for the first most over-used, horrible Nice joke now that I’ve made you suffer through mine? Nice is nice. There said it. Oh but for good reason. Now listen, if you read my last post you know that I was absolutely smitten with Pau. So when I got to Nice, I never … Continue reading

A Farewell to Pau

Pau, it’s been swell. You cared for me when I fell, exhausted, into your arms after three crazy weeks in one of the most famous cities in the world. And you made the deepest impression of the two. You are not famous; my Parisian home stay brother Ambroise asked me twice were Pau was– and … Continue reading

Why do we learn languages?

Ok. It sounds like a romantic idea to be able to say that you speak French. “Oh, yes. Je parle français. Oui, oui. Fromage, fromage. L’eau, pamplemousse, chantilly, Versailles.” And then you twist your mustache and adjust your beret while ordering a baguette. (By the way, I have never seen all three of those things … Continue reading