Winter has come to Iowa!

“In the depths of winter,
I finally realized that deep within me
there lay
an Invincible summer.”
Albert Camus






january 21, 2007













Stray Birds

I thank thee that I am none of the wheels of power but I am one with the living creatures that are crushed by it.

Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near. The seagulls fly off, the waves roll away and we depart.

We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.

Your voice, my friend, wanders in my heart, like the muffled sound of the sea among these listening pines.

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.

The hills are like the shouts of children who raise their arms, trying to catch stars.

This rainy evening the wind is restless. I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of all things.

One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years. It sings to me in the night,—‘I loved you.’

My thoughts shimmer with these shimmering leaves and my heart sings with the touch of this sunlight; my life is glad to be floating with all things into the blue of space, into the dark of time.

Rabindranath Tagore


This is where I post my miscellaneous thoughts and dreams. They’re unrelated to the civil rights issues directly, though my own growth and unfoldment, like everyone else’s, is related indirectly to all things………..reminds me of this wonderful quote of Martin Luther King, Jr.

“We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly.”

A lot of my “ruminating” happens on the trails surrounding my community. I took these photos just a few days ago. It’s hard to imagine Iowa in December looking like this, but that’s how it is this year.

dec. 17 – 2006




Published on December 11, 2006 at 12:04 am  Comments (3)  

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  1. Patti, this photo “speaks to me” since I grew up on an Iowa farm similar to the one pictured here. Living in Iowa did nothing to prepare me for the shock of having to be careful to drink out of the WHITES ONLY
    drinking fountains in the summer of 1948 when I spent 6 weeks in Texas . I was traveling with a University of Iowa Wesley Foundation group visiting 6 churches in Texas to help revitalize their youth groups–all white youth, of course. What an eye opener for me to discover such racism. Congratulations for continuing your “Project”.

    • Thank you for sharing yet another piece of history, Marjorie!! I know a lot of us were shocked at what we discovered when we visited the South. This one shocked me even more: When Marion Anderson was asked to perform in Burlington, IA in the 50’s or 60’s, she was not allowed to stay in any of the hotels or motels there. An African American family therefore, put her up in their home. It seems racist attitudes were never limited to just the South. The farm picture above was taken on a walk on the wonderful trails that surround Fairfield.

  2. Nice website, I hope I can visit again keep up the good work.

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