Gift from the Sea: Proto-feminist Book

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Anne Morrow Lindbergh published Gift from the Sea in 1955.  It was on my mother’s nightstand, and like many women of that era, I think she treasured the book.  I was surprised to see it described as a proto-feminist book, … Read More

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Strippers in church

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Strippers from Casa Diablo, a vegan strip club (only-in-Portland?) were in church and part of the sermon/dialogue a few weeks ago.  The minister preaches – and practices—radical inclusion.  His stewardship sermon last Sunday was Please don’t Give Us Money, if … Read More

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Looking for the meadowlark

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The meadowlark’s song is a signature memory of my childhood, that lilting call on a grassy knoll, melody carried above the grinding of grasshoppers or the rustling of wind through tall grass; a meadowlark perched on a fence post, head … Read More

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Becoming the music

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Becoming the Music Considering Matthew Shepard is a haunting, beautiful cantata sung by Conspirare, a renowned choral group.  The night I heard a live performance, the audience was part of each note; we listened through to the end without one … Read More

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No one cares, Your Highness…

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Age – which we wear by virtue of being retired—is a great equalizer for women.  Maybe men, too, I don’t know, but there were some decades when being a single woman, a single parent, definitely felt like not being chosen … Read More

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