all you need is love

Julian of Norwich; I heart the mystics In 1373 a wild woman named Julian from Norwich had an extensive vision of God as she was talking to him. “I saw that he is to us everything which is good and comforting for our help. He is our clothing, who wraps and enfolds us for love, embraces and shelters us, surrounds us for […] Jenelle One response June 7, 2009
There is Narration, Then there are the Actors Walking along East Colorado Boulevard at sundown, listening to the tall tales of love behind bloodless-diamond engagement rings, I want to crawl up in their story and call it my own. The impossibility of so doing makes me cry different songs of tears. In this family that familiarity has a rhythm of its own. (Holga […] Jenelle 5 responses May 23, 2009
Things I Like: #12 [clap] 3 [vimeo 4472980] One, I like simple songs with delicate hand-clapping. Two, I like it when two people say “we’re in it for the long haul” and mean it. Three, I like the new trend of stop motion genius that digital photographers and cinematographers are high-fiving to accomplish. Particularly because it is so almost minimalist. These […] Jenelle 5 responses May 6, 2009
“Crying against the weight of the entire planet” I find it helpful to contemplate Jesus from the point of view of the poets, because they artfully get into the minds of other unsuspecting characters. Madeleine reminds me that even Jesus needed a friend to help carry the cross on this Good/Awful Friday. I wish we had the content of the gospels in a […] Jenelle No responses April 10, 2009
Subpoena So I’ve been summoned to court over that whole getting-my-bike-stolen-shenanigans. I’m not sure how I count as a “witness” being as I didn’t see anything actually happen. I just happened upon a non-existent bike, and saw the remnants of my pitiful U-lock snappage. This will be my first trip to court. And I will try […] Jenelle 5 responses February 27, 2009
day 14 / love, a matriarchal kind. Grandma Dee-Dee and cousin Anabelle. Italian matriarchs are the best. Jenelle No responses February 14, 2009
Happiness Is Happiness is being up too late with warm beverage in hand, sifting through the borders of Europe to find two of your old roommates on Skype. Catching up in between 8 or 9 time zones is more brilliant than I can explain. Jasmin, waking in Portugal; Jane, waking in Prague. And me, up horrendously late […] Jenelle No responses November 25, 2008
I Remember When They Dreamed For Me, in 2004 Around the days of my twenty-fifth birthday, I was feeling pretty broken. Deep inside my self, a multitude of things were being uprooted and healed and dusted off. And this was exhasuting. I remember saying to my flatmates, Jane and Rachel, “I need you to help me dream again.” I said it through tears, not […] Jenelle 4 responses September 8, 2008
I Remember Rilke in Rome, in 1999 I remember being nineteen and in Rome, studying art and history. I remember reading a little golden book by Rainer Maria Rilke called Letters to a Young Poet. Kristin was in grad school, and she was a fine mentor to me–giving me careful books to read and hope to push into heart. I remember these […] Jenelle 2 responses September 5, 2008
[Aunt Nelly Does Backflips Through the Living Room] I just received an email from Prague that makes me want to (learn how to) do backflips. Our dear Jane is now home safe with her new baby, Sofia! Sofia Elizabeth was born on Saturday July 12th, at 3pm. She measures in at 3.3 kg and 51cm. If you didn’t know, Jane and I were […] Jenelle One response July 14, 2008
You Are the Mama Rose, the Famous One. I made Mama a short movie card. But WordPress wouldn’t let me show it to the world, so I posted it on my (now extinct) old blog. You may see it here. It made her laugh, multiple times over. And my Mama has got a great laugh. I only wish it didn’t have to be […] Jenelle One response May 11, 2008
day fourteen. Jenelle 5 responses February 14, 2008