Entries by Bethany

Scribbling

“Without restrictions or censorship your mind can race–or slow down. It can step outside boxes or turn them sideways. It can make utterly fresh connections or simply pause, allowing you to see what is familiar with new eyes. It can train you to observe with subtlety all kinds of situations. And it can help you […]

Listening to Hemingway

I have been thinking about Ernest Hemingway, largely because of the hilarious scene in The Silver Linings Playbook, which I watched with my girls the other night. This is Pearlie’s favorite movie (currently) so I’ve watched it a few times, once while I was teaching Hemingway’s A Farewell to Arms last spring. Then I came across this quote on […]

Gravity

On Friday afternoon all my girls–all four of them (as we have picked up an extra for a couple of months)–were off doing their own thing. My husband had left his carpentry project to watch the Apple Cup, and I decided that I would go see Gravity, a movie whose premise has intrigued me since […]

Gratitude

What Was Told, That   by Jalal al-Din Rumi translated by Coleman Barks What was said to the rose that made it open was said to me here in my chest. What was told the cypress that made it strong and straight, what was whispered the jasmine so it is what it is, whatever made sugarcane sweet, […]