by MarianBeaman | Jan 26, 2022 | blog, Literature, meditation, Quotations, Reflection
Limited time, Pre-Valentine Offer for you or a loved one: Mennonite Daughter (see below) Enjoy the love story, Mennonite Daughter: The Story of a Plain Girl Kindle, in full color:...
by MarianBeaman | Jan 12, 2022 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, Mennonite Lore, Quotations, Reflection, Uncategorized
Like a double-side mirror, reflect is one of those words with a dual meaning. It can either turn in upon itself or look outward. It can cast back light or enlighten the path ahead. The American Heritage Dictionary illuminates further: To give back a likeness, as...
by MarianBeaman | Jan 5, 2022 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Quotations
Photos re-create family history like nothing else can do. Before the Henry R. Longenecker family built their home near Rheems, Pennsylvania, they lived in a small house on the corner across from Bossler Mennonite Church. In the winter of 1922, someone (perhaps...
by MarianBeaman | Nov 10, 2021 | blog, Literature, meditation, neighborhood, Neighborhood / Environment, Quotations, Reflection, Uncategorized
Saturday Morning Ducks land hard on lake A chorus of feathered brown White bubbles remain ~ October 8, 2021 Stalky chalk-white bird Balancing on two brown legs Constantly startled ~ January...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 22, 2021 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, meditation, Uncategorized
Crying: Trying to Make Connection “Her throat felt thick inside; it was the lump that forms when it might help to cry but tears don’t come.” Amy Kenyon, author of Ford Road I’ve been wanting to cry for days now. Not because of anything specific, just...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 25, 2021 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Gratitude, meditation, Memory, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Reflection, Travel, Uncategorized
When I was a plain, ten-year-old girl, I wanted to looked like Mary. My big brown eyes turned green with envy when Mary Martin and her sister Evelyn walked through the door at Grandma Fannie’s house for holiday dinners. Both were elegantly turned out, resplendent in...