by MarianBeaman | Nov 20, 2024 | blog, Gratitude, meditation, popular culture, Uncategorized
Kindness and Gratitude: a November Meditation May I be grateful And express through kindly deeds My paéon of praise.
by MarianBeaman | Aug 28, 2024 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, meditation, Neighborhood / Environment, Quotations, Tips
Like a blushing bride, impeccable from head to toe and listening for the first strains of the Wedding March, works of art require just that: Work and time to re-work. Years ago, as a professor teaching English literature, I introduced students to examples of exquisite...
by MarianBeaman | Jul 31, 2024 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
A Heinz 57 bottle, a 1957 Chevy BelAir, and a Jewish fable provide multiple metaphors for marriage. The first two proclaim the magic number 57, the number of years we have been married. August 5, 1967–August 5, 2024 which equates to our anniversary milestone this...
by MarianBeaman | Jul 10, 2024 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, meditation, Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
Behold, some miracles! SPEECH Skills learned in early childhood become more difficult to acquire later on, says the research. It seems simple to teach preschoolers any language they hear. In fact, they can learn it often without a trace of an accent. Why...
by MarianBeaman | Mar 13, 2024 | blog, Easter, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, Memory, neighborhood, Neighborhood / Environment, Quotations, Uncategorized
Is it spring? Is it winter? As I write, the Weather Channel reports that a late winter storm is blanketing the Northwest and the Midwest while warm temps tease those in warmer climes. Author Kawaguchi of Tales from the Cafe expresses eloquently the fickle fits of...
by MarianBeaman | Feb 14, 2024 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, Mennonite Lore, Quotations, Reflection, Romance, Uncategorized
When life speeds up, I want to slow down. As I change the tempo of my life, I notice my breath deepen, my pulse slow, and my gaze narrows its focus. I may fix my eyes for a while on something small that catches my attention: a lizard-y critter scampering along the...
