SPHERE WE ARE
Last weekend, Patty Stephens led a “Hymnprov” workshop, where a bunch of us talked and riffed and improvised for a couple of hours, and then emerged at the end with a groovy new song that we’d written together. We’ll sing…
ONCE IN A LIFETIME
I finally watched David Byrne’s American Utopia this week. And I’m so very glad I did! It has been in my queue for over a year (streaming on HBO/Max). Though I was intrigued and had heard that it was good,…
THE LUCKIEST PEOPLE IN THE WORLD
It’s easy to conclude that people are the problem. It sure looks like people are to blame for pretty much everything that ails us. People are responsible for all this political, economic, environmental, sociological, technological, religious mess. Greedy narcissists have…
MIGHTY REAL
PBS has an excellent, new, three-part documentary about the disco craze of the 1970s. It’s called “DISCO: Soundtrack of a Revolution.” I know that a lot of people have a negative knee-jerk reaction to the very thought of disco dancing…
WHO’S YOUR DADDY?
The phrase “God the Father” makes me cringe a little bit. The Patriarchy, Authority, Judgment — it evokes all those things, and that’s just not how I prefer to think of Spirit anymore. I avoid the capitalized, masculine pronoun. Even…
POPCORN ON THE PONY FARM
Mom liked to tell this story about my father’s family. When my paternal grandparents, Raymond and Bertha Groves, decided to move from Wisconsin to upstate New York in the late 1920s, my grandfather consulted an agriculturalist from Cornell University to…
YOU GIVE ME BUTTERFLIES
Everything feels like a bit of a scramble right now. That’s not a complaint, simply an observation. It’s definitely not all bad; in fact, some things are quite good. And it’s not even that I’m particularly overwhelmed right now, I…
KNOWING ME KNOWING YOU
A science article in The Atlantic a few months ago — “How Animals Perceive the World,” by Ed Yong — introduced me to a term I’d never heard before: Umwelt. Umwelt refers to the particular sensory “bubble” in which all…
HERE WE ARE
A hundred and fifty years ago, a group of edgy outsider artists organized a renegade exhibition. These painters all had been soundly rejected by the Paris Salon. They weren’t even runners-up; no one took them seriously. Undeterred, they found a…
JUST RIGHT
I was reading about the origins of “Goldilocks.” I’d never thought much about it. The story seems pretty timeless, always having been in my awareness. A precocious little girl who, lost in the woods, happens upon a cozy house in…