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By: crystal

I wasn’t supposed to be a writer.  I was supposed to be a singer. Since my childhood, people have complimented my singing voice.  My father is a prodigious bass, his notes resonating power and clinging to the bottom of the measures.  I grew up watching him sing in church and when I had reached appropriate age, I began singing in the youth…

By: crystal

The Bible tells us that David danced in front of the Ark of the Covenant, but the authors unfortunately do not provide us with further specifics.  Did he do the Jelly Roll?  The Electric Slide?  The Window Washer?  Did he cry out, in the midst of his rejoicing, Oh Lord, wilt thou teach me how to Dougie?? I love to…

By: crystal

I contemplated writing a blog about Christmas or tackling a challenge for the new year but last night changed all of that. Several months ago, I wrote “Moving: Ends, Beginnings, and Continuums” about preparing my grandmother’s home for sale.  Earlier this year, she was moved from her three acres of rural bliss to a modest room in a local retirement…

By: crystal

   In J.R.R. Tolkein’s story “Smith of Wooten Major”** the village cook Alf is preparing to bake a grand cake for a Feast of Twenty-Four, a children’s feast celebrated once every twenty-four years and celebrated by twenty-four selected children.  A bit of a novice and quite nervous about the feast, Alf searches his kitchen for small treasures to place inside…

By: crystal

April 1999.  Two disillusioned teenagers, both victims of vicious bullying, enter their Colorado high school brandishing weapons.  Then they open fire. Fueled by rage and resentment, they did not discriminate as they shot into open crowds throughout the school. Video captured the alarmed students as the shooters entered the lunchroom and sprayed bullets into the fray.  Scared teens, some crying and trembling, ducked under lunch tables.  Screams echoed off the…

By: crystal

“Do you think that people choose to be born?” In the new film Lincoln, Abraham Lincoln poses this poignant question one evening to two young men employed in the Telegraph office. The calm giant, who towered over his friends and opponents in stature, was uncharacteristically anxious as his political career and the future of slavery depended upon a precarious possibility of peace. Lincoln wanted to…

By: crystal

Let it be granted that I do approach the poet, at least I do it by sharing his consciousness, not by studying it.  I look with his eyes, not at him.  He, for the moment, will be precisely what I do not see, for you can see any eyes rather than the pair you see with, and if you want…

By: crystal

Have you ever felt the weight of a thousand tasks on your back?  In my post for All Nine Muses this week, I discuss the sanctity of everyday jobs.  Come and join us! http://allninemuses.wordpress.com/2012/11/25/unveiling-the-sacred-in-the-everyday-naomi-shihab-nyes-daily/

By: crystal

At the conclusion of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, Lucy and Aslan have an important exchange: “Oh Aslan,” said Lucy. “Will you tell us how to get into your country from our world?” “I shall be telling you all the time,” said Aslan. “But I will not tell you how long or short the way will be; only that…

By: crystal

Election season is quickly approaching. Unless you live in a distant cave with no cable or wifi, you have been bombarded with advertisements. The American presidential election is one that stirs worldwide attention. As we head to the polls shortly, it is important to understand the impact of our decisions and the ancestors who fought for us to have the opportunity…