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Some fifty years after the 1953 Moncada Army Barracks Raid, at nearly seven o'clock on the morning of July 26th, and at just the moment when the sun's rays rose magically from the edges of the earth, Fidel Perez, who had already ingested a quart of Chispa de tren, the cheapest beer his younger brother Rafael had found on the black market, was nursing a badly broken heart.This sounds only vaguely interesting to me, so I hope it gets better. When I opened the book, I read the first two chapters, straight through. I'm a bit frustrated, since chunks of the words are in Spanish, which I can't read. I think I probably get the gist of it, but it mostly seems improbable so far.
1. It was fun to watch paper flutter to the ground.It did NOT always convince her to get up and feed me, so now I don't bother. Besides, those papers are piled too high to walk on now. If I tried, I'd slide off the desk and have to scramble to land on my feet.
2. It always got Bonnie's attention, no matter how busy she was.
2-1/2. It always got Bonnie's attention, even when she was asleep on one of those beds.
|"The inspiration you seek is already within you. Be silent and listen."|
"At the beginning of this past week, I attended a conference on contemplative prayer entitled 'Turning to the Mystics' at the 2013 Summer Institute at the Oblate School of Theology in San Antonio, TX. The speakers were James Finley, author and former novice of Thomas Merton; Mirabai Starr, author, translator, and speaker; and Father Ronald Rolheiser, author and president of OST [the Oblate School of Theology]. We were encouraged to regularly sit in quiet to come to realize our union with the Divine, who continually loves us into being. So for this Friday Five, let us share about our prayer practices, whether silent or not."1. How do you pray?
Once upon a time, I prayed like a child: "Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep" or "God is great, God is good, and we thank him for this food." Now I am more likely to sit in mindfulness, trying to be aware of what's around me, sometimes thinking about a specific person or conundrum, sometimes not.2. How has your idea of prayer changed over time?
3. Do you ever sit in silent prayer? How does it go?
I first practiced long silences for group prayer in the 1980s when a couple of other pastors would meet weekly in my church office. I was surprised that a half hour or even an hour could pass in stillness and quiet without seeming long at all.4. Do you have any difficulties and/or pleasures in prayer?
I used to have a poster, back in the 1970s, that said someething like "your whole life can be a prayer, if only you make it so." Doesn't that sound cool?5. What is the best advice that helped you with prayer?
I have passed along what I learned about why we pray, so let me tell you a story. A former parishioner recently left a comment about prayer on one of my other blogs:Bonus: Share something about prayer or an example of a prayer you like.
"What I do not understand is those people who live their lives by God will end up praying for things that never happen."I responded: "I guess this isn't a problem for me because I don't see prayer as a transaction where, if I'm good enough, God will do whatever I request. (Also, we parents don't do everything our children want us to do, right?) I see prayer more as a meditation where I pay attention to what's going on around me, trying to discern the proper way for me to act, rather than telling God what to do for me."
I like the symbolism of this pillow, resting one's head on the prayer between "Dear God" and "Amen" while sleeping.
"Both at separate times walk into the same room. One comes out wagging his tail, while the other comes out growling. A woman watching this goes into the room to see what could possibly make one dog so happy and the other so mad. To her surprise, she finds a room filled with mirrors. The happy dog found a thousand happy dogs looking back at him, while the angry dog saw only angry dogs growling back at him. What you see in the world around you is a reflection of who you are."
"What you see in the world around you is a reflection of who you are."The last sentence in the story adds a new thought. Mirrors reflect who we are, but so does the world. Now I must ask myself, what do I need to change to make my world a better place?
Clutter Busting: Letting Go of What's Holding You Back ~ by Brooks Palmer, 2009, self-help, 9/10"Clutter-Busting Principles" are summarized in the final chapter. I get it, I know what Palmer is saying, but can I actually use the advice?
"I stayed so long at your party that I almost overslept this morning and have been running ever since. And now I get online and see my name at the top of the winners list. Thanks, Sheila! And it’s even the package that looks most interesting to me. A fun time was had by all, and I safely flew my magical flying carpet home late in the evening, smiling all the way."
"It was funny BonnieNow you know: Sheila claims it's possible to drink sangria at a cyber-party. It's a first, brought to you by the drinking contest winner herself. when I was working on the winners last night your number came up first… I am so glad you made it home safely I was worried after the sangria drinking contest (which you also won by the way ) but I was revealed to see" [I'm pretty sure Sheila meant she was relieved to see] "the carpet had auto pilot."
On July 26, 2003, the 50th anniversary of the Moncada Army Barracks raid that sparked the Cuban revolution, something unexpected happens. When Fidel Pérez and his brother accidentally tumble to their deaths from their Havana balcony, the neighbors' outcry, "Fidel has fallen!" is misinterpreted by those who hear it. That wishful mistake quickly ripples outward on the running cries of the people, and it gloriously reawakens a suppressed city. Three Habaneros in particular are affected by the news: an elderly street visionary named Saturnina, the remorseful Professor Pedro Valle, and his impressionable firebrand of a student, Camilo. All three are haunted by the past and now, once again, are made to confront a new future, perhaps another revolution. Their storiesso real, distressing and insuppressible are beautifully braided into new hope as they converge in the frantic crowd that gathers in La Plaza de la Revolución.
"The Holy Land, at times variously named Canaan, Israel, the Levant, or Palestine, has changed hands many times and has often been the center of conflict. The archaeology of Palestine is complex, in that it reflects all eras of the region's long history."These opening pages
In 1995, Jean-Dominique Bauby was the editor-in-chief of the French Elle, the father of two young childen, a 44-year-old man known and loved for his wit, his style, and his impassioned approach to life. By the end of the year he was also the victim of a rare kind of stroke to the brainstem. After 20 days in a coma, Bauby awoke into a body which had all but stopped working: only his left eye functioned, allowing him to see and, by blinking it, to make clear that his mind was unimpaired.Claire @ The Captive Reader and Marg @ The Adventures of an Intrepid Reader that encourages us to share titles of books we’ve checked out of the library. Add your link any time during the week, and see what others got this week.
By turns wistful, mischievous, angry, and witty, Bauby bears witness to his determination to live as fully in his mind as he had been able to do in his body. He explains the joy, and deep sadness, of seeing his children and of hearing his aged father's voice on the phone. In magical sequences, he imagines traveling to other places and times and of lying next to the woman he loves. Fed only intravenously, he imagines preparing and tasting the full flavor of delectable dishes. Again and again he returns to an "inexhaustible reservoir of sensations," keeping in touch with himself and the life around him.
On 9 March 1997, three days after the book was published in France, Bauby died of pneumonia. This book is a lasting testament to his life.
I think I'll go read another book, if there's anything good on the lower shelves. Maybe I should ask Bonnie for a recommendation, since she's tall enough to reach books on the higher shelves.
Kiki Cat, signing off
The truck's government tag always tipped them off before his Kansas accent could. After a decade of working for the TVA, he'd learned the best reception to hope for was a brooding fatalism. He had been cursed and spit at and refused a place to eat or sleep, his tires slashed and mirrors and windshields shattered. Knives and guns had been drawn, pitchforks and axes wielded.I'm hooked. Who is he, what's he doing here, and why are the people so angry? And what's wrong with "the cove," anyway?
But it had been different here. There was no one to evict and, once he explained where the lake would be, no more glares or sullen words. You can't bury that cove deep enough for me, an older man named Parton said, and those sharing the store bench with him nodded in agreement.
Deep in the rugged Appalachians of North Carolina lies the cove, a dark, forbidding place where spirits and fetches wander, and even the light fears to travel. Or so the townsfolk of Mars Hill believejust as they know that Laurel Shelton, the lonely young woman who lives within its shadows, is a witch. Then it happens a stranger appears, carrying nothing but a silver flute and a note explaining that his name is Walter and he is mute and Laurel experiences true companionship and happiness for the first time. But Walter harbors a secret that could destroy everything. In a time of uncertainty, when fear and danger reign, Laurel and Walter will discover that love alone may not be enough to protect them.
"What makes you choose the books you read? Genre? Reviews? Certain authors? Covers? Recommendations?"By the covers, to some extent. Look at these two book covers.
The South Beach Diet isn't complicated and doesn't require that you go hungry. You'll enjoy normal size helpings of meat, fish, and poultryIs it possible to combine the South Beach Diet with the Mediterranean Diet? I'm ready to find out. My cardiologist and my regular doctor both recommend the Mediterranean way of eating, and a good friend has made major changes in her life with the South Beach Diet. I'm reading Part One ("Understanding the South Beach Diet") about losing weight and gaining life, how eating makes you hungry, and how proper diet is essential for heart health eat eggs, cheese, nuts, and vegetables. Snacks are required. You'll learn to avoid the bad carbs, like white flour, white sugar, and baked potatoes because this diet replaces "bad carbs" and "bad fats" with "good carbs" and "good fats." Best of all, as you lose weight, you'll lose that stubborn belly fat first! I've had a couple of heart attacks and quadruple bypass surgery.