I love music; all kinds of music. When my wife and I started to have a family we discussed how we wanted to make sure our children heard a diversity of musical styles. I wanted to make sure a wide variety of music seemed “normal” to their young ears. I was proud of myself for being so “open minded.”
Today my son is one month old. This is part of the reason I have not put up a post for that amount of time. There were no complications with the birth, but my waking hours have consisted on taking…
One of my first forays into quality, organic, and fair trade tea was a company called The Little Red Cup out of Brunswick, Maine. Not only did it taste great, but it also eased some of my guilt for loving something that was seeped in Imperial baggage. (Yes that was an attempt at a a bad pun.)
Yesterday I had lunch with a friend who had just received bad news. It was the kind of news where I wanted to be supportive, but was truly at a lose for words. I wished I could have made him laugh, or lightened his load, but I didn’t know what to say. I think I gave him a little hope, but I am not even sure if I was successful in that. We just talked, and I told him I was sorry over and over.
The first Icon the I wrote In the tradition that I was raised, that means Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael (sorry Uriel and the rest of the gang). I have always felt it was an exciting feast day, because when else can we celibate a warrior, a herald/preacher, and a healer all at one time? These are the core elements of most of my childhood fantasies, and I don’t think I am alone.
Happy feast day! Society of St. Vincent de Paul – Detroit celebrates our mass at Ste Anne de Detroit
There are many days, that after getting home from work, having dinner with the family, and then put my daughter to bed it is already dark. So if I want to go for a walk, and not feel like I am abandoning…
In two previous posts I talked about our home altar. So here is a snap shot of what we keep on it. On top we keep our small collection of relics, some prayer cards, statues of saints, and rosaries/chaplets. The things that we probably use the most. Some of these items, such as the second degree relic of Ven. Solanus Casey, have as much sentimental value as religious since my mother gave it to me as a young child.
While doing some work around the house this morning I had an epiphany; cats are like a two year old.
There are few things in life that make me feel more cultured than when our season opera tickets arrive.
