MaryBeth Scalice

Mama

Dear Hearts,   Sept 5th 2019 I am writing in haste having not yet packed. Tomorrow I see my mama.  How crazy and adorable she can be.  Although she knew months ago of my visit, our phone conversation is largely about her desire that I hurry home. It is inconsequential that I have never lived in …

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Imagine Birthday Letter

Dear Hearts, Want to hear something magical? Director, composer and playwright Jim Wilson recorded the sound of crickets, then slowed down the recording, revealing something amazing. The crickets are an angelic choir of divine harmonies.  Though it sounds like human voices, everything you hear is purely cricket. It made me wonder what it would be …

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Candle Lighting up a Dark Room

The Dark

See how the body’s eyes rest on externals and cannot go beyond.  Watch how they stop at nothingness, unable to go beyond the form to meaning.  Nothing so blinding as perception of form. For sight of form means understanding has been obscured. T-22. III.6 The Holy Spirit is the Christ Mind which is aware of …

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What I Need

by marybeth I need more poetry and less hierarchies. I need more snow days and less evening news. I long for the sound of a pond lapping as if she were the one drinking herself in and I was pouring my self out. I need less food and a long, slow stretch where fingertips reach …

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I Will Rest

Dear Hearts, In the midst of political tremors, under sunless skies, and through relationship terrors, there is bed where we can rest. There is choice that we can make.  There is a Friend who is reborn each time we pause to receive God’s peace. The world seemed particularly difficult and cruel this week. It takes …

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