Sr. Jeannine Gramick, co-founder of New Ways Ministry, marked the International Day Against Homophobia, Biphobia, and Transphobia (IDAHOBIT) earlier this month with a reflection on her ministry in an international context. Writing for The National Catholic Reporter’s “Global Sisters Report,“ Gramick suggested, “perhaps the tide is turning for lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender people.” Gramick wrote: […]
When it rains in New York City, rain and debris from city streets mixes with wastewater containing raw sewage and other pollutants and overload the city’s antiquated combined sewage and stormwater system, dumping the polluted brew into the waters around the five boroughs. Each year on average 70 of these “combined sewage overflows” (CSOs) occur, […]
A curious activity since my father’s death while looking into his military history became something of a hobby. Piecing together elements of his family history had never been a topic of discussion as adults, and somehow filling the gaps has drawn me into the topic that might just propel me to completing a book.
These various elements of his life, my life and that of my family then has this circuit board with which to examine prior family history, and relate their narratives, never captured, but deserving to be told.
I can’t be hogtied by actual history. It can’t be “historical,” or even in the genre of “historical novel.” We live our lives based upon our internal field, how we perceive what we see in the field, and not by the field. As human beings, we normally react; if we are lucky, we are proactive and take part in the energy that brings about change, and we do not simply observe it. Still, we are not what we create in this respect, and we are not simply players upon some field captured in a moment in time. We are, and we share this same element of being.
These arcs then can actually intersect as they are woven through time, because of this very human element. We are always the same beings. Same verb, same noun, shared.
I have recently read of the authors of several successful books, when faced with a daunting task of writing a book, who were told, well, write a series of short stories, and they will tie themselves together. So, this is the way I’ll proceed.
Ok, who’s up first? 🙂
There are cooks, and there are chefs, and then there are chefs who are sought after for the kitchens of the restaurants with numerous Michelin stars.
There are engineers, and then there are engineers who design that next generation of rocket, or landing module, for who knows what planet, and those engineers who figure out how to squeeze energy out of what binds matter together.
There are artists who are painters, those who are recognized for capturing a certain moment for all time, and there are artists who are remembered for all time for the moments that they captured.
Then there are the writers. Many just get to write memos. Some are lucky enough to be able to sell their work. Then, there are those who have absolutely no idea of the chemistry within their work, they simply know that they are pressured to present it. If they are lucky, it finds a broader outlet than they hoped. Some are called artists, some kind of poet. Language smith should be a better term or, maybe sculptor.
I don’t know if I am a cook or not. It has been suggested I should have a whack at being a chef. I will have to learn how to graduate from Irish Stew.
So, here it goes. I have something of a model. I suppose it is based on the expansion of western thought into the Americas. What is the chemistry then that caused this thought to become particularly American? Not sure. Hold on for the ride.
I am now completely retired, and my sense of self is not defined in any way by the fact that this retirement is reflected on my professional license or professional associations.
So, anything I have to say related to accountancy and its many subparts, or personal financial planning, is now just my personal and not professional opinion. I should always be able to offer some reference point to what I am commenting upon or sharing my opinion about … including whether spelling and grammar are that important in this day and age of the hand held communication devices. I now have strong opinions about dangling participles and pronouns.
I update my Facebook page most often. I am there under the name Thomas McGlinchey. Look me up!