"If the God you believe in as an idea doesn’t start showing up in what happens to you in your own life, you have as much cause for concern as if the God you don’t believe in as an idea does start showing up. It is absolutely crucial, therefore, to keep in constant touch with what is going on in your own life’s story and to pay close attention to what is going on in the stories of others’ lives. If God is present anywhere, it is in those stories that God is present. If God is not present in those stories, then they are scarcely worth telling." ~ Frederick Buechner

15 November 2006


It has been a while since I shared a poem with you, dearest. Here is one I found this morning while riding the subway to work:

Sitting over words
very late I have heard a kind of whispered sighing
not far
like a night wind in pines or like the sea in the dark
the echo of everything that has ever
been spoken
still spinning its one syllable
between the earth and silence
(W.S. Merwin)

13 November 2006

Moon River

Moon River, wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style some day.
Old dream maker, you heart breaker,
Wherever you're going, I'm going your way.
Two drifters, off to see the world --
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end,
Waiting round the bend,
My huckleberry friend,
Moon River -- and me