I first saw this a very long time ago when reading Rumi. I hadn’t thought about it in ages, but was brought back to it when I found it in a booklet of Easter season meditations from the church where my spiritual director serves as rector. Thank you for that.
Come, come, whoever you are.
Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.
It doesn’t matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow
a thousand times.
Come, yet again, come, come.
—Jalal al-Din Rumi
I graduated from Pitzer College in 1975 and hung around Claremont for the next two years (a Claremont Cockroach, as I’ve said). Angela Davis was a visiting faculty member of the Claremont Colleges Black Studies program in 1975, which I did not know until seeing this video. I was rather surprised, since I thought I was somewhat in touch with what was going on there that year. But apparently the who thing was kept very secret. In any case, this is a great address and very much in alignment with the values of Pitzer.
St. Paul’s Cathedral Choir, on the occasion of the Queen’s Golden Jubilee
One of the great things about both Terry and I being able to work from home is that we get to have lunch together frequently. Our rotation is limited, so the staff at most of the places we go knows us well.
Our favorite on Mondays is our local Asian fusion place. Monday because it is hot and sour soup day. The waitress there is a young woman who decided she liked and trusted us. She told us about her impending marriage and honeymoon and her classes at the local community college.
We were surprised when she was gone for a few weeks and happy to see her back. We got no explanation from her other than “I was off for a while.” From a human perspective we worry a little, but it’s not our place to ask and there’s nothing we can do to do to help.
Still, I do hope everything’s OK.
Natalie, in the video below, complains about how people express surprise that she has not seen a given movie or read a certain book. Natalie is Australian and her friends ask her “How have you not…” read the book or seen the movie.
It occurred to me that such a phrase would not come naturally to any of us who grew up speaking American English. We would ask, “You really haven’t seen that?” Or, closer to the spirit of “How have you not?” we might turn the question into a statement and say, “I can’t believe you haven’t read it.”
It made me think of a conversation I had with a British co-worker in the mid-1990’s. That was obviously before we were ordering things online, so if you wanted something you had to go into a store or perhaps place a phone or mail order. We were talking about a new version of software I had just installed, and he asked me, “How do you find it ?” Uncouth American that I was (am), I responded, “I got mine at Fry’s Electronics.”
What he meant, of course, was, “How do you like it?”
Even between native English speakers meaning isn’t always obvious.
Note: This video may contain mildly offensive language and content to those with certain sensibilities. To those of other sensibilities, some of the attempts at humor may seem lame. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
I remember my Unitarian minister in Oklahoma City once saying, “There are two kinds of people in the world: those who divide the world into two kinds of people and those who don’t.” I always thought that was a good perspective to take. Nonetheless, I think I can safely say that I have two kinds of friends on Facebook: those who discuss political and social matters on Facebook and those who don’t.
In the wake of President Obama’s surprise endorsement of gay marriage last week it did not surprise me that my friends in the latter category were 100% positive and supportive. I’m fully aware, of course, that plenty of people were not happy with that statement.
It reinforces my perspective that your experience on Facebook is exactly what you make it.
I very rarely cook with beef. I do a lot of cooking with chicken, I cook fish regularly, and I do some vegetarian cooking. But beef hardly ever. Not that I am opposed to beef. Anyone who knows me well knows that one of my weaknesses is a Double Double from In-n-Out. And if I’m in a rush I will even stoop to driving through McD’s and getting a quarter pounder with cheese.
I do have higher aspirations, and I appreciate and value the ideal of vegetarianism, but, as my blog friend the Boston Pobble once commented on one of my blog posts, “I have said for a couple years now that I am morally, ethically, and emotionally a vegetarian ~ but my taste buds are complete carnivore.” That captures it.
The folks over at the Yahoo! group Pressure Cooker Recipes have no vegetarian pretensions and love their beef and pork. One recipe that gets periodic mention is 3 Envelope Pot Roast, developed by Ray, the list owner. The recipe got considerable mention last week and I thought maybe it was time to try it. It involves one envelope each of Ranch, Italian, and Beef Gravy mix (Yes, I know! Don’t talk to me about the sodium), red wine, and water. Being that yesterday was Mother’s Day and we didn’t want to go out for dinner, given that we were getting tired of chicken, and given that we both had a mother or grandmother who made post roast that we loved when we were growing up, we decided to try it.
So we went to Rocca’s Market on Saturday and got a nice 3-pound roast and potatoes for mashed potatoes.
I made one bonehead mistake and forgot to press Start after entering the time, which cost us a half hour. Aside from that, the result was great. I thickened the juice for gravy and we had a good, old-fashioned meat and potatoes dinner on the china that belonged to Terry’s Granny. Terry’s initial reaction: “Mmmm! Mmmm! Mercy!”
A fitting Mother’s Day tribute to our mothers and grandmothers.
Thank you, Ray.