Thursday, November 5, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Happy Birthday, Katie
Today would have been Katie's 33rd birthday.
Katie was a seeker. In the truest sense of word, she explored the limits of her own world and of the world around her. One form that this seeking took was a fascination, especially in the last year of her life, with Buddhism and spirituality. She was especially taken with the monomyth writings of Joseph Campbell, who begins his wonderful Power Of Myth video series of interviews with PBS's Bill Moyers, with the quote below. I think it sums up how many of us feel about Katie, as well as the path before us:
"We have not even to risk the adventure alone, for the heroes of all time have gone before us. The labyrinth is thoroughly known. We have only to follow the thread of the hero path. And where we had thought to find an abomination, we shall find a god; and where we had thought to slay another we shall slay ourselves; where we had thought to travel outward, we shall come to the center of our own existence; and where we had thought to be alone, we shall be with all the world."
Here's the first part of the first installment of that video:
Watch Joseph Campbell - Power of Myth in Faith & Spirituality | View More Free Videos Online at Veoh.com
Katie was a seeker. In the truest sense of word, she explored the limits of her own world and of the world around her. One form that this seeking took was a fascination, especially in the last year of her life, with Buddhism and spirituality. She was especially taken with the monomyth writings of Joseph Campbell, who begins his wonderful Power Of Myth video series of interviews with PBS's Bill Moyers, with the quote below. I think it sums up how many of us feel about Katie, as well as the path before us:
"We have not even to risk the adventure alone, for the heroes of all time have gone before us. The labyrinth is thoroughly known. We have only to follow the thread of the hero path. And where we had thought to find an abomination, we shall find a god; and where we had thought to slay another we shall slay ourselves; where we had thought to travel outward, we shall come to the center of our own existence; and where we had thought to be alone, we shall be with all the world."
Here's the first part of the first installment of that video:
Watch Joseph Campbell - Power of Myth in Faith & Spirituality | View More Free Videos Online at Veoh.com
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Post about "Katie Ghazals" at the Hayden's Ferry Review blog
Several pieces from "Katie Ghazals" appear in the forthcoming issue of Hayden's Ferry Review.
In advance of their appearance, I wrote an essay about the creative process of writing through and about grief. That essay went up today at HFR's blog.
If you get a chance, please check it out!
In advance of their appearance, I wrote an essay about the creative process of writing through and about grief. That essay went up today at HFR's blog.
If you get a chance, please check it out!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Lake County News-Sun Article about Katie and KMF
So wonderful to see the press taking an interest in KMF, Katie's life and work, and the upcoming Fun Run & Walk. You can read Lake County New-Sun reporter Beth Kramer's excellent story about all three here.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Antioch, IL H.S. Newspaper Article About Katie
Katie's high school newspaper, The Antioch Tom Tom, has published an article about her life, KMF, and the upcoming fun run race. While some of the details are inaccurate, in general this is a lovely article.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
New Poem
I posted last year the eulogy I wrote for my grandma, Louise Evans. It says many of the good things I'm thinking about today. This year, I thought I'd write her a poem.
Sawbuck
No clothesline held my weight when I was small.
I learned to swing from a metal T
we bent slightly the afternoon I couldn’t do pull-ups.
It takes nine long steps to cross the backyard
and stay just wide of wet snouts poking through the fence
next door. Always,
someone I love has understood better how to care
for the living things around me. In the kitchen, frozen bacon fat
loosens the skin of salted onions and fresh beans.
A fryer chicken defrosts in the sink.
A freezer full of meat and butter seals itself against the summer heat
of another city, a different state,
small and improbable as a hummingbird boring the wood
of a cellar I’ll never again open from within.
Sawbuck
No clothesline held my weight when I was small.
I learned to swing from a metal T
we bent slightly the afternoon I couldn’t do pull-ups.
It takes nine long steps to cross the backyard
and stay just wide of wet snouts poking through the fence
next door. Always,
someone I love has understood better how to care
for the living things around me. In the kitchen, frozen bacon fat
loosens the skin of salted onions and fresh beans.
A fryer chicken defrosts in the sink.
A freezer full of meat and butter seals itself against the summer heat
of another city, a different state,
small and improbable as a hummingbird boring the wood
of a cellar I’ll never again open from within.
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