M. Nack’s Blog

My oldest childhood friend has been a nun for the past 30 years. She is leaving her order. I applaud her courage in so doing. The decision has been agonized, prayed and cried over. I know that she is doing the right thing and I have encouraged her to act. I feel certain that God has something else in mind for her. As much as she wants to be “cloistered away”, she has extraordinary and piercing insight into the workings of our secular world. Part of her reason for wanting to leave is that her order has become too much of the world. She feels the need for more quiet, more space, more separateness. Even as she expresses the need for more, she is leaving her secluded existence behind the convent’s walls and rejoining our cacophonous world. And God has miraculously opened avenues for her making it possible for her to leave. All the mundane concerns of “Where will I live?” and “How will I provide for myself?” have been answered in the most effortless way. When we listen and obey the small, inner voice that guides us into our true path, strife and struggle fall away. Even so, the only way the caterpillar becomes a butterfly is going through the strife and struggle of breaking out its cocoon. And then we fly…

Mary!

ALL THINGS WITH EXUBERANCE!

COOTIE: American Heritage Dictionary says it probably comes from the Malaysian word for louse - “kutu”. I find it interesting that a word originally intended to describe body lice has come to mean anything personally icky and contagious - germs a/k/a “a bug”. Did you know that 93.2% of the population doesn’t know that ” cootie”  actually means body louse? (Did you also know that 78.6% of all statistics are made up on the spot?)  This brings us to the word “lousy”. When you say “I’m feeling lousy”, does your audience back away to avoid contracting your lice? And who could forget that lovely child’s game from the 60’s? A big, colorful plastic louse that had to have it’s parts assembled.  Oh! Those halycon “Days of Camelot”!

“Pass the biscuits, Miranda, ’cause I know you ain’t got none - cooties, that is.”

“All Things With Exuberance!”

mary!