Today, the Pope died and I start writing. Earlier this week I was told that in a few years we all will have a blog. Will the next Pope have a blog? Our lives span such momentous times. I intend to use this very public forum to stay in touch with myself. If anything I write strikes you as important to your life, please let me know. I write now just for myself. I hope that as time goes on, we will write for each other.
I am a mother, a teacher, a daughter, sister, aunt. I am an artist, a gardener and cook. Corita Kent, Sylvia Ashton Warner and Jonathan Kozol are my mentors. I know that my main life contribution is yet to be given. Who are you?
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Later that day . . .
So new I am to this idea of blogging that I cannot seem to let it go. I am timid and shy, this is not like a journal, so deeply aware I am of its purpose: to invite comment. Tonight I shape the conversation. How do you become Pope? Imagine the calling, imagine the vision.
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