something sort of grandish.

"On the day I was born, said my father, said he,
'I've an elegant legacy waitin' for ye...
Tis a rhyme for your lips
And a song for your heart
To sing it whenever the world falls apart..."

the land of this movie, Finian's Rainbow, has been my dreamworld for a long time. Oh, please see it... and if you don't like it, don't tell me. It's too much a part of my fabric.

It weaves a profound and lasting magic; its earthy-commune-train riding-field frolicking, dusty-colored beauty has made it a picture of Home for me since I was only leprechaun-height.

thank you, Lord, for filmed happinesses that remind us what happiness is.

Here, you can borrow it...

currently reading, and want other people to enjoy...

Following Jesus in the Hindu Context: The Intriguing Implications of N.V. Tilak's Life and Thought

by H.L. Richard

Show Me the Way: Readings for each day of Lent

by Henri J.M. Nouwen






also thinking about the prophets, what a "prophet" is/was; and about what needs to be tossed out of my life and way of thinking and grasping for fulfillment. I don't want to waste my life chasing empty, 'harmless' hankerings.
Hosea is right for this moment.

Hinduism is on my mind. Have been doing some good reading on it for my degreeprogram. I'm surprised at how much this subject interests and compels me. Not that it's only one thing... Anyone want to go to India with me?

guess who just rode into town?

yes folks,
Danielle is in Texas.
This is a blessing.

Christy, we want you to email me your phone number so we can call you. Same with you other folks that want to chat with Dani while she's in the States...drop me a line or a comment and we'll call y'up.

possibilities

"'...must I hold that what is not communicated to consciousness does not exist? I think in a line--but there is the potentiality of the plane.' This perhaps was what great art was--a momentary apprehension of the plane at a point in the line."
(from Many Dimensions, by Charles Williams)