Month: April 2014

When Sex Becomes Cheap

ede54e254bdd3fb384166d01f1699ba6Let us not forget to pray for our children and their future spouses.


Tasha Tudor

“I enjoy doing housework, ironing, washing, cooking, dishwashing. Whenever I get one of those questionaires and they ask what is your profession, I always put down housewife. It’s an admirable profession, why apologize for it. You aren’t stupid because you’re a housewife. When you’re stirring the jam you can read Shakespeare. “

Tasha Tudor







T.S. Eliot

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Lace casts shadows on my chest,

I trace the light, the shade?

Which captured first?

It couldn’t be grasped besides:

The lace, The dance, the fight,

Of shade and Light-

Plainly painted.


And do I grasp at shade and light,

In the terrain of minds?

“There. Now.”

And some Say,


Clarity escapes

In a dance of minds-

Yet is also seen,

If one but counts the time.



H0046-L25088541 I have these moments of glorious contentment as a housewife. Not wanting, not worrying just delighting in the present and its splendid simplicity; what a gift those moments are to me.


A Lenten Reflection

     When I was a little girl, I remember going to my mother telling her I was afraid to die. She tried to reassure me, “Don’t worry, God knows your heart.” But, of course, that was what I was afraid of.

O Lord, deliver me from the man of excellent intention and impure heart: for the heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked.
T.S. Eliot.

Upon a Gardener in the Month of May

So, it’s April not May and there was snow on the ground this morning, but I can dream, can’t I:


Upon a Gardener in the Month of May

Kneeling and crouching, back breaking-

Creak, crack, “umph”

Elbow on knee- hand on knee,

-Lift, unbend, straighten.

Bones, tendons, joints and ribs,

Now unwound- were formed in darkness

And Brought to light,

Bones and flesh act as stems and leaves-

Broken to grow,


Towards light

A seedling bends and bursts.


Fashion Reveals Aspirations

‘It might be said that society speaks through the clothing it wears. Through its clothing it reveals its secret aspirations and uses it, at least in part, to build or destroy its future.”

Pope Pius XII



Reading T.S. Eliot to my Children


This month I’ve been reading Eliot’s cat poems to my children. They love Growltiger’s Last Stand.

The Illustrations in this edition are rather compelling:

EPSON scanner image


EPSON scanner image





The Ascension

AscensionHands, feet, side –

Perfectly marred and scarred

A finger to touch the

Living wounds must rise.


Forty days of rebirth,

A foundation laid

A kingdom restored

To the ends of the earth.


Followers look on amazed

As a cloud raised-

the heavens opened

to behold the Son of man.


The season’s of the Lord,

Cannot be disclosed –

Yet he will return

Just as he has been

lifted from your sight.