What is the strength of the mother-son relationship? There are countless reports of men dying on the battlefield whose last words were, “Tell my mother I love her.” The first woman he falls in love with is his mother. A son would take a bullet for her. Imagine the strength of the love the Son had for His. This is the gritty DNA of a man. A very good show on cable television IDHD is Body Cam, where a police officer might take a bullet not for his mother, but for a partner, male or female or any color of the rainbow. A body cam is protection as good as a gun, but the willingness to protect and defend starts with love of mother.
The Trestle Pool, 2007, oil on board, 14 by 20 inches, by Thomas Aquinas Daly, b. 1937, in the hands of the Burchfield Penney Art Center at Buffalo State College. At one time he worked with Peter Max. This representation of moving water is just about the best I’ve ever seen. Once I asked an Academy of Art student if it is difficult to paint a glass object, and he answered, “No, there’s a trick to doing it.” O!
I found the small canvas in the discard bin at AAU, grabbed it, and framed it. There are two more.
There is no laughter in fiery Hell,
Henceforth, my illusions I must dispel,
And I my emotions will try to quell.
The shackles of an old love straitened him,
His honour rooted in dishonour stood,
And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.
Lancelot and Elaine
Alfred Lord Tennyson
photograph taken today by my sister from her home
Near the summit of Mauna Kea on Hawaii's Big Island stands the Canada–France–Hawaii Telescope (CFHT), seen on the left. Altitude 13,793 feet. The tallest mountain in the contiguous 48 states is Mt. Whitney in California at 14,505 feet. Family and I have camped on Whitney at about 8,000 feet. In the middle of a hot summer, the campsite turned cold cold at night. There is snow on Whitney year-round, but not on Mauna Kea! Pele, or Pelehonuamea, is the Hawaiian goddess of fire and volcanoes, rumbling, shaking, and spewing, both destroying and creating land.
I'd rank Hawaiian as the third-most beautiful sounding language. Two grandnephews are named Lalamaika'i and Kuikamaoli. Pronounce every vowel and say them the way you would with Romance languages, yet mai is a diphthong. The accent is on the penultimate syllable. Keep trying to speak it, as I did, and you will get it right.
Officer Joan Bauer, mother of six and undercover police officer in Hartville, Ohio, received a commendation for getting a confession out of a murderer. I watched the true crime documentary titled, “When Phil Met Missy,” on the Discovery Channel. The murderer’s wife went missing in Jan 2018, and the murderer was sentenced to life in prison in Aug 2018. Law enforcement!
If you do not have Discovery and want more details, read a written report here
Four is the only one that has the same number of letters as the number itself and the only one in the English language. Example: five has four letters.
When the priest said today that chances of conversion are not endless, his words got me thinking about math. When you roll just one die, there are six different ways the die can land [six chances]. When two dice are rolled, there are now 36 different and unique ways the dice can come up [36 chances]. This figure is arrived at by multiplying the number of ways the first die can come up (six) by the number of ways the second die can come up (six). 6 x 6 = 36. [courtesy of Ed Collins, edcollins.com] What if, instead, there is concomitance, the fact of occurring together? With one roll, we could get two three’s. Consider what the Missal says …
Body and blood are separated at death. The crucifixion empties the body of its blood. The priest separately consecrates the bread and wine, the two species that will become the body and blood. The concomitance, or fact of occurring together, is accomplished by putting a particle of the consecrated bread into the chalice of consecrated wine. Of course, God is three in one, and, in that sense, we get two three’s because of concomitance, and that is math theology!
When near this blog, be careful how you tread,
For there’s a lot of quicksand in my head.
Richard Gwyn (ca. 1537 – Oct 15, 1584), father of six, schoolteacher, and author of both Catholic and satirical poetry, was martyred at Wrexham, Wales, for high treason by being hanged, drawn and quartered.
Not by eating flesh speadily
And filling the paunch on Fridays
And turning one’s opinion with the wind
Were folk made Saints of old.
I will ask Alexander (7) for a review, which he will give in five seconds - if it is thumbs-down, I will delete. We were talking about ladybugs, and I asked him, if you are a man, are you called a manbug? He liked a new word I gave him, paydirt, and screamed it from the bathroom for mother and tutor to hear.
Father Robert Spitzer, SJ, past president of Gonzaga University, spoke eloquently about climate change, that electricity is the solution, and that fusion power is the solution to that, leading to cost-effective energy production and the desalinization of ocean water aplenty, including a vortex that could draw hydrogen from outer space and suck all the water out of it. www.nasa.gov/feature/goddard/2020/new-evidence-our-neighborhood-in-space-is-stuffed-with-hydrogen
Fusion power is a proposed form of power generation that would generate electricity by using heat from nuclear fusion reactions. In a fusion process, two lighter atomic nuclei combine to form a heavier nucleus, while releasing energy - fusion reactors. I am not a scientist, so I refer you to Spitzer. He is founder and currently active as president of the Magis Center of Reason and Faith, a non-profit organization dedicated to developing educational materials on the complementarity of science, philosophy, and faith.
I blog about the things for which there is some competency and check and recheck whatever goes on this website. I have tutored a little science, like Earth Science, which interests me. Quora helps. Like of all of you, I am aware of peer pressures. I was raised to resist them and use my brain and encourage students to do their own research and not blindly accept anything, even what I say, and sometimes I make mistakes, which they correct!
Father Pedro Poveda founded the Teresian Association whose women were involved in all levels of education from elementary school to higher education, for women. Teacher-training academies were established in many cities in Spain. On July 8, 1936, a firing squad murdered him. Age 61. The executioners were backed by an alliance of anarchists (of the communist and syndicalist type), who opposed the Nationalists (Falangists, monarchists, conservatives, and traditionalists). He was a priest, not a politician. However, when revolutionaries gain a foothold, freedom is suspended until truth is restored. On October 10, 1993, he was made a saint.
Spanish National Anthem www.youtube.com/watch?v=TQMZJncP9vU
South Vietnamese National Anthem www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Knv_QNRfss
French Royalist Song www.youtube.com/watch?v=HKFS6ViVN4o
Note: In the Spanish video, a giant monstrance is present. The float is carried by a male phalanx. Hundreds and hundreds of artists and artisans were employed to make the cathedral, monstrance, and float, altogether one of the finest examples of national pride and faith. Carrying the float on a downward slope is difficult because all the weight shifts forward, and it is hot underneath.
Officially, the lyrics of the anthem were dropped because of liberalizing forces, sad indeed because Franco protected nation and Church from communists.
Francoist Spain’s economy grew. “The success of the stabilization program was attributable to a combination of good luck and good management and the impressive development during this period was referred to as the ‘Spanish miracle’. Between 1959 and 1974, Spain had the next fastest economic growth rate after Japan. The boom came to an end with the oil shocks of the 1970s and government instability during the transition back to democracy after Franco's death in 1975.” - Wikipedia.com.
Following is the Falangist Anthem and a look at life under the strongman. If it looks slightly Nazi, ignore that aspect. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C4qvZT_y2g4
In the next video, the military sings El Novio de la Muerte - Bridegroom of Death, referring to Christ and soldier alike, hymn and regimental slow march of the Spanish Legion. They have so much more class than communists … who face Hell. One of my students is traveling to Spain this coming summer. The people of Spain are handsome; the tenor is magnificent; I hope my student and his soccer team win.
(1) Is it what you assent to that makes you what you are, or (2) is it what you do that makes you what you are? What? Say that again. My blog is filled with people doing the most extraordinary acts: defending, helping, loving, making music, making art, teaching, tutoring, caring for, accepting, rejecting, evaluating, studying, practicing, thinking, wondering, pursuing, finding, being a brother, being a sister, fathering, mothering, worshiping, praying, hoping. I think the second proposition wins. No one earns Heaven, but He is watching...
I have a long-time friend who has transitioned. I keep my opinions to myself. When I fall in love with someone, as I did with my parents, the love is permanent. They had their faults, as do I, but their faults melted away. There are at least 12 people I’m in love with, all family, but the list of treasures has grown larger over time, from boyhood friends and co-workers, to teachers and college students, to friends at church and a priest or nun here and there, to a real X. I suppose I’m trying to say that I care a great deal for this individual, and faults have melted away.
When an adult likes me, I’m undone. I especially like leaders and strong-willed people, intelligent, faithful, and dutiful, like Christopher Columbus, though my strong will can cause a conflict until I give in. Sometimes loneliness is overwhelming, and other times love is. I am quite wound up a lot of the time. Not much peace, but there will be when I get to the other side, and everybody I loved and JC are there.
When I finished reading this short love letter, my nana came to mind. She would say, “You have an ‘I’ problem,” meaning that the reflection in the mirror is the source. Well, confession takes care of faults.
With all this romancing Latin I do, one might think I have it in my blood. Yes. My ancestry is 13% French. The rest is Celtic and a tiny bit Norse, but the language I speak and you speak is 29% French and 29% Latin. It and its spawn carry Catholicism to the world, and Latin fills up several Sunday hours and too many hours of reading, searching, assembling, and listening … and even tutoring. The way I see it, Latin had a lot of babies before she died, but perhaps, from the looks of it, I and others are involved in resuscitating and romancing the pretty lady.
In fourteen hundred ninety-two
Columbus sailed the ocean blue.
He had three ships and left from Spain;
He sailed through sunshine, wind and rain.
He sailed by night; he sailed by day;
He used the stars to find his way.
A compass also helped him know
How to find the way to go.
Ninety sailors were on board;
Some men worked while others snored.
Then the workers went to sleep;
And others watched the ocean deep.
Day after day they looked for land;
They dreamed of trees and rocks and sand.
October 12 their dream came true,
You never saw a happier crew!
"Indians! Indians!" Columbus cried;
His heart was filled with joyful pride.
But "India" the land was not;
It was the Bahamas, and it was hot.
The Arakawa natives were very nice;
They gave the sailors food and spice.
Columbus sailed on to find some gold
To bring back home, as he'd been told.
He made the trip again and again,
Trading gold to bring to Spain.
The first American? No, not quite.
But Columbus was brave, and he was bright.
The singers sing in pseudo-Latin, but they sound great. Someone said it is ancient Romanian. The following lyrics are repeated: In nòreni per ìpe, in noreni coràh; tirà mine per ìto, ne dominà. The last time the refrain is sung, it becomes: In ròmine tirmèno, ne ròmine to fa, imàgine pro mèno, per imentirà. For me, words sometimes matter less than the feelings produced by, and the intent of, a song. Anyway, it is fun to sing the powerful lyrics with them and sound very Roman. I am no sailor, but I think tossing the stick over the side is to determine speed. One counts the seconds to pass-by. It would not be a jiffy, not on these craft, because a jiffy is 1/100 of a second.
Lion sited. BEWARE! --2 days ago a lion was sited chasing a cat in the late morning hours on Mohammed Lane. The cat was hiding under a bldg. & got away. This lion was hunting during the day--watch out for your pets & stock. Auburn, CA. (no pix)
“There will be no attorney or co-defendants at your particular judgment.” You are on your own. The number of rebukes is slowing rising. A rebuke is not throwing stones, but a decision to leave is a decision to duck, not one I will make. Carry on, Father Kolendo, my brother. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPziFmC1HMU
From one of the schools operated by the Dominican Sisters of Mary, Mother of the Eucharist. I recall Sister Mary Eileen, PBVM, 6th grade teacher, 1963, prettiest I ever knew, who ran out of the classroom to the principal's office when we were as naughty as we could be and made her cry. Think of Sister James in the film Doubt 1964. I am sure these children are angels.
If you want to save money at Christmas, now is the perfect time to say Santa Claus did not make it through the pandemic. The turkey did.
What is a plug? A source who has everything you need.
My plug fijisplash he got them all for the low and they real bro! Urban Dictionary
I constantly urged college students to take their meds, legit meds, that is, not from a plug.
Defending tradition is just one aspect of being a Catholic, and loyalty is truly a virtue. However, any attempt to expunge those with consuetude by throwing stones at them will fail. I remember myself so to have done, and that is my common consuetude when anything pierceth or toucheth my heart - Robert Louis Stevenson. I will not be throwing stones, and all of us 1962 Mass goers might be stoned to death, but there will be future generations to carry on! For he who is not against you is with you - JC. Carry on, folks, and here is the letter from the Mass defender:
Though not addressing this issue, Brandy Clark has something to say.
The same goes for all those politicians throwing stones.
Historical pictures of the Battle of Gettysburg and the Daughters of Charity nursing on the field. The vimeo video is narrated. My cousin entered the DC in 1961 wearing a habit with cornette like the picture opposite. She recently celebrated 60 years after serving as chairman of the board for two Bay Area hospitals.
Oil on canvas titled Elegy circa 1900, owned by National Museum in Warsaw, in the public domain, artist Karol Tichy 1871-1939. The Daughters of Charity habit also appears in Paris street scenes.