by MarianBeaman | May 12, 2021 | Award, blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Conflict, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Quotations, Travel
“Hel-lo!” I yelled at the woman I saw standing next to a Winnebago on the far side of the campground. Our Ford van and trailer were stuck. The tires whirred, throwing dirt everywhere, sinking deeper and deeper into Tennessee mud. “Can you please help us?”...
by MarianBeaman | Apr 21, 2021 | blog, Conflict, meditation, neighborhood, Quotations, Uncategorized
Last week’s blog post honored the treasures of the land, with its power to heal, and its gifts of providing food, clothing, and shelter. The land grounds us, provides stability under our feet, nourishes our souls and feeds our bodies. However, work is often...
by MarianBeaman | Jan 20, 2021 | blog, book review, Conflict, popular culture, Quotations, Travel, Uncategorized
Almost exactly one year ago this week, Liesbet, Mark, and Maya visited our home, via their RV Zesty. I wrote about our 4-hour visit HERE. Liesbet and I spent part of the time discussing her work-in-progress memoir, PLUNGE, here just a manuscript on her Tablet...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 30, 2020 | blog, book review, Cliff Beaman artist, Conflict, meditation, Nostalgia, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
The book promotion part of my life started out robust in early 2020. My calendar was chock full of goodies, bulging with Ways to engage with readers and market Mennonite Daughter. Here is what January looked like . . . Then came February . . . How...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 19, 2020 | blog, Coming of Age, Conflict, neighborhood, popular culture, Uncategorized
Little black girl Smartly dressed in white Beginning first grade in New Orleans Who is Ruby Bridges? Ruby Bridges, a six-year-old African American girl, is pictured on her first day of class at the William Frantz School in New Orleans, Louisiana....
by MarianBeaman | May 13, 2020 | blog, Conflict, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Tips, Uncategorized
With strands of black and gray hair combed obediently over the curve of his head, my pastor saw the world and his place in it clearly through wire-rimmed glasses, a fixture on his nose. Even now, I cannot imagine he took many sideways...
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