<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:54:59.439-07:00</updated><category term='the media'/><category term='St. Francis'/><category term='St Joseph'/><category term='New Year&apos;s Day'/><category term='The Blessed Mother'/><category term='labradoodle humor'/><category term='The Priests'/><category term='abortion'/><category term='Corpus Christi'/><category term='Dorothy Day'/><category term='sr. helen'/><category term='Pilgrimage to Chimayo'/><category term='picasa'/><category term='liturigical abuse'/><category term='Holy Week'/><category term='feasts and memorials'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='pilgrimages'/><category term='cyptic post'/><category term='life in my head'/><category term='voter guides'/><category term='bed'/><category term='My First Holy Communion'/><category term='Historical Mary article'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='Our Lady of Guadalupe'/><category term='a priest who cooks'/><category term='peace'/><category term='bad religion reporting'/><category term='sundry of stuff'/><category term='I may be naive but...'/><category term='Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Lamy'/><category term='catholic art'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='anti-catholicism'/><category term='playing'/><category term='barkley'/><category term='stephen colbert'/><category term='rain'/><category term='Christmas Pictures'/><category term='Santa Fe'/><category term='My Christmas Decor'/><category term='Novena Day Four'/><category term='La Conquistadora'/><category term='circular logic'/><category term='statistics'/><category term='religion meets politics'/><category term='photo essay day 1'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='memorials'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='catholic musings'/><category term='the church'/><category term='introduction'/><category term='preaching hate'/><category term='separation of church and state'/><category term='christian brothers'/><category term='Catholic Thoughts'/><category term='catholic prayers in Spanish'/><category term='all about local politics'/><category term='devotions'/><category term='Solemnity of Mary'/><category term='santa fe news'/><category term='book suggestions'/><category term='thoughts gone wild'/><category term='catholicism'/><category term='hagee apology'/><category term='Light'/><category term='Holy Day of Obligation'/><category term='infant of prague'/><category term='confession and reconciliation'/><category term='coyotes'/><category term='my first post'/><category term='Mass Eight'/><category term='My Kids'/><category term='teaching'/><category term='Icons'/><category term='miracles'/><category term='first friday'/><category term='weird news'/><category term='bad movies'/><category term='real life'/><category term='creches'/><category term='music'/><category term='death penalty'/><category term='my little sis'/><category term='a day in the life'/><category term='sacraments'/><category term='kitsch'/><category term='Immaculate Conception'/><category term='BBC news'/><category term='lent'/><category term='struggles'/><category term='shakespeare'/><category term='Catholic humor'/><category term='writing'/><category term='my fiction'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='Spanish Market'/><category term='First Communion'/><category term='pic spam'/><category term='batshit crazy stuff'/><category term='quiet thoughts'/><category term='snapshots from life'/><category term='novena'/><category term='Santa Maria De La Paz'/><category term='art'/><category term='the year of the priest'/><category term='vocations'/><category term='musical monks'/><category term='feminism and the sspx'/><category term='my characters'/><category term='Religious'/><category term='SSPX humor'/><category term='Rev. 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Ted Kennedy'/><category term='loneliness'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Franciscans'/><category term='merton'/><title type='text'>Confessions and Contemplations</title><subtitle type='html'>Or rather... 


The Musings of a Catholic Gen-Xer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>449</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-5067831599223164345</id><published>2012-01-02T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:06:00.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Roll Update</title><content type='html'>If I'm going to come back to blogging again, I thought I'd update the blog roll. I took off a few dead blogs, blogs I don't really read or endorse and&amp;nbsp; then updated the blogs that have changed locations. Next I shall endeavor to tackle the link list. That, I suspect will be more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to see that some of the blogs and bloggers I really like are still out there blogging away. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-5067831599223164345?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5067831599223164345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=5067831599223164345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5067831599223164345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5067831599223164345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-roll-update.html' title='Blog Roll Update'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8879245559295705731</id><published>2011-12-31T22:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:14:48.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;been meaning to make some entries about my wedding. I've wanted to talk about my health, talk about my faith that has been shaken as of late and other things that are suited for this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about my wedding, I think I'll start with the readings we used during the Mass. It is always nice to be reminded of the day and the the words that were read on the day we got married. We spent quite a few hours pouring through the readings that were suggested in our little wedding guidebook. We wanted to find the right words to capture our lives, our marriage and our hopes. I think what we picked fit us. I wish I could post the homily our pastor gave on our wedding day as well. He said some profound and poignant words that also fit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHE66JDng4Y/Tv_yWrha__I/AAAAAAAAGHM/eTroOqv1hww/s1600/%252BI_0308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHE66JDng4Y/Tv_yWrha__I/AAAAAAAAGHM/eTroOqv1hww/s400/%252BI_0308.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Wedding Mass, 2/12/11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From the Old Testament.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: small;"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 16.8pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1pt none windowtext; padding: 0in;"&gt;Allow us to live together to a happy old age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 16.8pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.25in; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A reading from the Book of Tobit 8:4b-8&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 16.8pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.25in; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On their wedding night Tobiah arose from bed and said to his wife,&lt;br /&gt;“Sister, get up. Let us pray and beg our Lord&lt;br /&gt;to have mercy on us and to grant us deliverance.”&lt;br /&gt;Sarah got up, and they started to pray&lt;br /&gt;and beg that deliverance might be theirs.&lt;br /&gt;They began with these words:&lt;br /&gt;“Blessed are you, O God of our fathers;&lt;br /&gt;praised be your name forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;Let the heavens and all your creation&lt;br /&gt;praise you forever.&lt;br /&gt;You made Adam and you gave him his wife Eve&lt;br /&gt;to be his help and support;&lt;br /&gt;and from these two the human race descended.&lt;br /&gt;You said, ‘It is not good for the man to be alone;&lt;br /&gt;let us make him a partner like himself.’&lt;br /&gt;Now, Lord, you know that I take this wife of mine&lt;br /&gt;not because of lust,&lt;br /&gt;but for a noble purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Call down your mercy on me and on her,&lt;br /&gt;and allow us to live together to a happy old age.”&lt;br /&gt;They said together, “Amen, amen.”&lt;br /&gt;The word of the Lord.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 16.8pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.25in; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From the New Testament:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 16.8pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1pt none windowtext; padding: 0in;"&gt;And over all these put on love,&amp;nbsp;that is, the bond of perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 16.8pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.25in; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A reading from the Letter of Saint Paul to the Colossians 3:12-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 16.8pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.25in; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brothers and sisters:&lt;br /&gt;Put on, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved,&lt;br /&gt;heartfelt compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience,&lt;br /&gt;bearing with one another and forgiving one another,&lt;br /&gt;if one has a grievance against another;&lt;br /&gt;as the Lord has forgiven you, so must you also do.&lt;br /&gt;And over all these put on love,&lt;br /&gt;that is, the bond of perfection.&lt;br /&gt;And let the peace of Christ control your hearts,&lt;br /&gt;the peace into which you were also called in one Body.&lt;br /&gt;And be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly,&lt;br /&gt;as in all wisdom you teach and admonish one another,&lt;br /&gt;singing psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs&lt;br /&gt;with gratitude in your hearts to God.&lt;br /&gt;And whatever you do, in word or in deed,&lt;br /&gt;do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;giving thanks to God the Father through him.&lt;br /&gt;The word of the Lord.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Responsorial Psalm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taste and see the goodness of the Lord.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will bless the Lord at all times;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;his praise shall be ever in my mouth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let my soul glory in the Lord;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the lowly will hear me and be glad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Taste and see the goodness of the Lord.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Glorify the Lord with me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;let us together extol his name.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I sought the Lord, and he answered me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and delivered me from all my fears.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Taste and see the goodness of the Lord.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look to him that you may be radiant with joy,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and your faces may not blush with shame.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the poor one called out, the Lord heard,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and from all his distress he saved him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Taste and see the goodness of the Lord.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The angel of the Lord encamps&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;around those who fear him, and delivers them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taste and see how good the Lord is;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;blessed the man who takes refuge in him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taste and see the goodness of the Lord.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;   &lt;i&gt;2. 34:2-3, 4-5, 6-7, 8-9&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The Gospel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;They are no longer two, but one flesh.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A reading from the Gospel of Mark 10: 6-9&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus said:&lt;br /&gt;“From the beginning of creation,&lt;br /&gt;God made them male and female.&lt;br /&gt;For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother&lt;br /&gt;and be joined to his wife,&lt;br /&gt;and the two shall become one flesh.&lt;br /&gt;So they are no longer two but one flesh.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore what God has joined together,&lt;br /&gt;no human being must separate.”&lt;br /&gt;The Gospel of the Lord.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8879245559295705731?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8879245559295705731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8879245559295705731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8879245559295705731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8879245559295705731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-ve-been-meaning-to-make-some-entries.html' title='Playing Catch Up'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHE66JDng4Y/Tv_yWrha__I/AAAAAAAAGHM/eTroOqv1hww/s72-c/%252BI_0308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7776263170480603181</id><published>2011-12-31T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T10:37:34.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the Love?</title><content type='html'>Recently, I got into a discussion with a friend on Facebook, who is married to one of my classmates. She's a Christian; a good example of what I'd call a Christian. In her post, we talked about how some Christians can be the most hate-filled malicious people in the world. I really hate &lt;a href="http://christiansforamoralamerica.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;to see examples&lt;/a&gt; of "bad Christians' in the world. I certainly am not a very good Catholic Christian at times, I recognize that I sin and fail many times but through my faith, through the sacraments, through Our Lord, and our Church I find forgiveness and salvation.&amp;nbsp; I just don't understand why such hate and bigotry is acceptable in in the world and especially Christianity. Oh yeah, we're human. But being human, don't you think we could be a little more humane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a simple thought and not a very deep post but I'm not feeling overly deep today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7776263170480603181?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7776263170480603181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7776263170480603181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7776263170480603181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7776263170480603181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2011/12/wheres-love.html' title='Where&apos;s the Love?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-630734443489147368</id><published>2011-12-15T10:04:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T10:06:49.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can We Really See the Face of God?</title><content type='html'>Oh, a new site. My friend Fran who blogs at &lt;a href="http://breadhere.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;There Will Be Bread&lt;/a&gt; introduced me to "&lt;a href="http://picturinggod.ignatianspirituality.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Picturing God&lt;/a&gt;" an Loyola Press website with daily images taken throughout the world that represent images of the divine. I would think most believers would agree that sometimes a certain sight be it a father holding a child, a rainbow or a majestic mountain depicts a bit of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm adding it to the blog roll and I will probably update some links as I start blogging again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-630734443489147368?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/630734443489147368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=630734443489147368&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/630734443489147368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/630734443489147368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-new-site.html' title='Can We Really See the Face of God?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-848251346781471973</id><published>2011-12-11T22:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:14:12.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stats Say A Lot</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in this blog in quite some time.&amp;nbsp; I just looked at my feedit stats and it seems this search "Virgen de Guadalupe - Mañanitas a la Virgen 2007 - MEXICO" is hitting google and linking to this &lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2008/12/virgen-de-guadalupe-maanitas-la-virgen.html" target="_blank"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; I made three years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wDKjIilPD4/SKZCjxmp1KI/AAAAAAAABKk/21x5X5SR8qo/s1600/IMG_0541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wDKjIilPD4/SKZCjxmp1KI/AAAAAAAABKk/21x5X5SR8qo/s320/IMG_0541.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that tomorrow is the Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe and here in the Americas, especially in the Southwest and Latin America, it is a big deal. I hope that everyone has a blessed day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-848251346781471973?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/848251346781471973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=848251346781471973&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/848251346781471973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/848251346781471973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-havent-posted-in-this-blog-in-quite.html' title='Stats Say A Lot'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wDKjIilPD4/SKZCjxmp1KI/AAAAAAAABKk/21x5X5SR8qo/s72-c/IMG_0541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8827040553357980932</id><published>2011-12-11T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T13:37:11.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liturgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><title type='text'>Advent Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Testing, testing... is this blog on? I think I've asked that question before, or something thereabouts.&amp;nbsp; A lot has happened since I last posted anything. I really should try to catch up again. Let's see, I got married in a very romantic, very spiritual and faith filled Catholic Sacrament. It's been a good 10 months tomorrow, but we're on a rocky road right now over some health stuff. I'll make a separate post about it another time. It will be ok and the prognosis and outlook is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our parish is doing quite well in taking to the changes of the new Roman missal. We still stumble as a congregation over a few of the parts and I really think the whole I'm not worthy for you to enter the roof of my mouth is the most awkward of all the changes. I'm not fond of "chalice" replacing "cup" in the Eucharistic Prayer, but in general, the changes really aren't so bad. It's odd to see the priests reading so much of the of the Prayer. They've actually put a small lectern in front of the presider's chair, as our priests are still not completely familiar with all the changes to their parts. They had a lot to familiarize themselves with, didn't they? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pretty conservative in a lot of ways when it comes to the liturgy. I dislike holding hands during the "Our Father" but will hold hands with others rather than be rude or seem aloof and not do it. I really dislike dancing. Grr... liturgical dance makes me cringe. At least when it's done at our parish, it's done outside of the Mass, but I just don't get it. I understand that dance is joyful and can show praise, but it just seems so out of place in the context of the Mass. I did mention somewhere recently I'm pro-Altar Girl, right? And I really take an issue with who has their feet washed on Holy Thursday, but I won't fight about it either way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So... that's pretty much it so far. I'm going to try to drop by and post more often in this new year. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;It's a little late to post this, as it is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaudete_Sunday" target="_blank"&gt;Gaudete&lt;/a&gt; Sunday, but it is one of the O'Antiphons, which are appropriate for the season.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, Happy Advent all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="69"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DPHh3nMMu-I" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/lj-embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8827040553357980932?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8827040553357980932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8827040553357980932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8827040553357980932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8827040553357980932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-thoughts.html' title='Advent Thoughts'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DPHh3nMMu-I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7749777485989606598</id><published>2011-02-25T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T09:12:58.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communion'/><title type='text'>Communion and Who Says Who Can and Cannot!</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of jumping back to my blogging. Figures the first thing I post is about the Communion Wars and those who feel like they can determine who can and who cannot receive. A newish blog I've been following "Dating God" made an &lt;a href="http://datinggod.org/2011/02/25/the-eucharist-is-not-a-weapon-part-i/"&gt;excellent post on the subject&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I thought I'd pass it along. I must say having been in similar shoes as the Governor and his girlfriend, it's an interesting discussion. I must admit that when I do not receive the&amp;nbsp;Sacrament&amp;nbsp;of Confession for whatever sins I feel are necessary to confess&amp;nbsp;to my confessor, I refrain from receiving the&amp;nbsp;Eucharist. I was actually abstaining long before I lived with my boyfriend-then fiancé-now husband. (A little over a year before I felt like I was in a state of Grace again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a personal call and I don't think anyone should be judged for their actions-- other than by God-- and they should feel like they can always go to their confessor for absolution and a return to Grace without anyone else looking over their shoulder and declaring them unworthy to receive Communion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7749777485989606598?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7749777485989606598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7749777485989606598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7749777485989606598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7749777485989606598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2011/02/communion-and-who-says-who-can-and.html' title='Communion and Who Says Who Can and Cannot!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-683463529714728623</id><published>2010-06-22T13:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T13:21:37.990-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update of sorts'/><title type='text'>Testing, testing... is anyone here?</title><content type='html'>Well everyone... this place has been truly quiet and the lights have been dim. I think my faith is still strong, but I'm not really much for writing about it. I have moments where I don't really pray or read much, but I still believe. I still have faith. I am actually feeling really blessed and grateful to God right about now. This year's Novena came and went. I didn't participate this year much. I went to a couple of Masses. I didn't take photographs nor walk in the processions. I was feeling a bit edgy and anxious and not like my normal self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxiety and stress have come calling in my life and I'm working through them the best I can. I need to return to my workouts and my writing, but lately, I haven't had much desire to do those things. I see the light at the end of the tunnel and I don't think I'm seeing things as dim as I had been, but my life has changed a lot in a year. Honestly, the changes in my life are for the good, but they don't come without stresses, worries and fears. Not only do I have worries of my own, I worry about my parents. My dad is struggling with health issues. He and my mom fight and argue. I get caught in the middle. Dad has some financial worries about a tenant of ours, but as the economy recovers, I believe the tenant will be more financially stable. I'm in a relationship that is serious. He proposed last Saturday. I worry about him, just because I love him so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember praying to the Blessed Mother for her intercessions last year. I truly felt like I was going to have to accept living a single life and all that came with that life. I honestly didn't believe that there was anyone out there for me. That Novena ended late, nearly in July, and three weeks later, the man I'm going to spend my life with, sent me a facebook friend request. I didn't think of it then. He was an old classmate from high school wanting to reconnect as facebook friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to make the novena and offer thanksgiving for answered prayers. I believe he was sent by God. It's the only time in our lives when we could be together. We've talked about that and we know this time is our time. We both feel the presence of God in our lives and I need to remember that God is always there. That when things get frustrating or overwhelming I can turn to Him for strength. I also have a wonderful and beautiful man to lean on now. I am very blessed and those are the things I need to remember when things get bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where the stresses come from and they tend to overwhelm me sometimes. I also need to find a full-time job come fall. I'm hoping to be hired as a teacher's assistant or a sub with the archdiocese this fall. I could always go back to real estate. So, if you're still out there reading, thanks. Keep me in your prayers too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-683463529714728623?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/683463529714728623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=683463529714728623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/683463529714728623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/683463529714728623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-everyone.html' title='Testing, testing... is anyone here?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-5302749556750692123</id><published>2010-05-01T18:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T18:21:19.488-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the priesthood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't promise that I'm back to blogging full time, but this was a&lt;a href="http://clericalwhispers.blogspot.com/2010/05/bless-me-father-proud-dad-marries-son.html"&gt; heartening news story &lt;/a&gt;about a "Father" presiding over the marriage of his son. A man who left the priesthood to marry, requested permission to exercise his ministry after his wife died a few years ago and was presider at his son's wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed out on a lot but I'm kinda hibernating from all the news and all that is going on right now. I'm still teaching catechism, things my change next year, as there might not be a Saturday class, so who knows where that will leave me as I teach the Saturday class. My students make their First Communions tomorrow. I feel like they're not as prepared as last year's class but they know the important aspects of the faith and that should be good enough. My life has changed so much. A year ago, I didn't think I'd be where I am and who knows where I will be next year. It's all good but it's also overwhelming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing-- falling in love. It's amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to check in from time to time and I will try to post more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-5302749556750692123?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5302749556750692123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=5302749556750692123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5302749556750692123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5302749556750692123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2010/05/cant-promise-that-im-back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7889559961801850667</id><published>2010-02-09T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:49:28.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Black Spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/RCmn7pDgXlc' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/RCmn7pDgXlc'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As Lent is coming up, I found this bit on the &lt;a href='http://blog.beliefnet.com/deaconsbench/2010/02/theres-a-little-black-spot-on-my-head.html'&gt;Deacon's Bench&lt;/a&gt; and it's pretty damn funny. It's also rather poignant too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that Ash Wednesday is next week. As of late, I've been a bit weak and really struggling in my faith. I'm hoping that Lent will revive me as it always seems to do.  My students made their First Confessions and I think I've turned the tide with them. Now, to make it to First Communion and we'll be good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me how fast time flies. Easter is my favorite season.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7889559961801850667?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7889559961801850667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7889559961801850667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7889559961801850667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7889559961801850667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-black-spot_09.html' title='A Little Black Spot'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3574891574202089799</id><published>2010-01-25T10:31:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:17:02.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catechism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacraments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession'/><title type='text'>Oh Hi...</title><content type='html'>Is this thing on? It seems that I've taken a long hiatus from blogging. I've been drifting away from matters of spirituality lately. I'm not even sure I'll ever get back that vim I once had for blogging, but I'm going to try because I still need an outlet for my thoughts and reflections. I do have to say that I haven't been keeping up with the general Catholic blogosphere all that much, many of my favorite Catholic bloggers have been quiet and quite honestly, I've been way too caught up in falling in love to pay attention to anything else. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally feeling like I'm making a dent with my students. This year, the children are not as engaged in the sacrament as they were last year. Of course, I don't think I'm as engaged as a teacher as I was last year. Now that First Confessions are coming up, I think all that will change. I have got to go myself. It's been over six months and I've been wanting to go for ages. I've actually refrained from the Eucharist since last fall, when I needed to go to Confession. I think some mortal sins are worse than others and those are the ones which trouble me more than the others. Sometimes, I think what they say about having Catholic Guilt is true. Of course, none of this I want to instill in my children. I want them to learn that Confession is a sacrament of healing and not to be afraid. I was most certainly terrified to go when I was their age. I still get nervous and frightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my parish all the priests know me in some way and I've felt comfortable chatting with them in any situation but now I'll only confess to behind the screen. The children, more than likely, will be making their confessions face to face as we have one confessional that has a screen for privacy. On Saturdays, there is always a line of people waiting for confession but our church has one room. But for the children, there will be a service with individual confession. There should be about 10 priests offering the sacrament, so most will go face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child, I found that comforting. I also made sure my mom was close by. I also don't know how well prepared I was for my first confession. I don't really remember much from my catechism classes. I don't remember what the sisters names were who taught us. I remember a few songs and learning that we'd be receiving the real Body and Blood of Jesus and that we could not chew on the host.  I've never chewed on it since. I remember we got to drink the Blood. My parish always gives Communion in both species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm still teaching catechism. My life, meanwhile is a bit unhinged. I was hoping that I might be able to get a teaching assistant job at the parish school, but my resume and messages have gone unnoticed and unreturned. There is a position for an assistant and I hoped I would at least be interviewed, considering I am interested in becoming a teacher in a Catholic elementary school. It seemed perfect, almost divinely inspired. But nothing! I need a career change and so far, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't let it get me down. I can always go back to school. I can always still try to get in with the public schools and work toward my teaching certificate this fall. I just need to start the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the things I realized as well, is that while our lives get busy and caught up in the ennui, sometimes we put God aside. Or at least to the bottom of the list. I got to the point where I was barely making it to Mass. Until last week, the last time I was at Mass was the 4th Sunday during Advent. I did attempt Midnight Mass, but fell asleep. My mom and D. were wide awake and me, the night owl, couldn't stay awake so we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, my prayer life has dried up, but I'm trying to find my way back. It's times like this when I realize God doesn't abandon us or leave us. He patiently waits for us. And with all that I'm dealing with right now, I'm so glad that He is always there. I believe He brought D. into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I have to do is open the door and let God back into my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3574891574202089799?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3574891574202089799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3574891574202089799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3574891574202089799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3574891574202089799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-hi.html' title='Oh Hi...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-177668509138208930</id><published>2009-12-17T09:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:53:13.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s a wonderful life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links to other blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><title type='text'>Remember Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sypg6_ejMvI/AAAAAAAAEvI/oVP3AmDeyWI/s1600-h/its-a-wonderful-life-title.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sypg6_ejMvI/AAAAAAAAEvI/oVP3AmDeyWI/s400/its-a-wonderful-life-title.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416248068454691570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ncregister.com/daily/jimmy_stewart_and_psalm_91/"&gt;This is a nice post &lt;/a&gt;over at the register's site about Jimmy Stewart and psalm 91 and how It's a Wonderful Life has meaning for everyone, even today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a lot I've wanted to post lately, but I've been so occupied with other real life stuff that I haven't made time to post any thoughts or reflections. I'm also feeling a bit more distanced right now Church wise. I suppose the politics will always creep in, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the last few days of Advent linger and then it will be Christmas. This year, I'm grateful for finding love. Somehow I knew last year that it would be my last year alone (I'm never really alone as I have friends and family) and somehow I'd be with the one I'd spend my life with. It was a strange flash but I truly felt that. I also feel that God has orchestrated bringing this wonderful, loving man into my life. We've known each other all our lives and have crossed paths periodically but the time for us was never right. We have been waiting until this moment. It feels right, it feels comfortable and I'm falling more and more in love every day. One day I'll post more about our rediscovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to write about. And deep down I know that God has always been there. It's really a blessing to know that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-177668509138208930?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/177668509138208930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=177668509138208930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/177668509138208930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/177668509138208930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/12/remember-me.html' title='Remember Me?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sypg6_ejMvI/AAAAAAAAEvI/oVP3AmDeyWI/s72-c/its-a-wonderful-life-title.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7771604608762130921</id><published>2009-12-02T23:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:50:40.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david and me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Just Wanted to Say Hey</title><content type='html'>At some point, I plan to come back to blogging. With Advent, I almost feel remiss for not blogging. This is one of my favorite seasons of the Church year, how can I not blog. Anyway, I'm falling in love and focusing on my new blossoming romance. We bought a Christmas tree the other day. I've not had a real tree in 20 years or so... the house smells wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put up our Christmas Tree the other night. We got about half the ornaments up tonight,  (There are 21 days left to get the tree completely done so there is no hurry.) and will finish on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/0007rayb/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/0007rayb/s320x240" border="'0'/" height="240" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me trying to hide under the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/0007syr2/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/0007syr2/s320x240" border="'0'/" height="213" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, David and Iggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/0007t26s/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/0007t26s/s320x240" border="'0'/" height="213" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The redheads on one side and the brunettes on the other. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/0007wdqw/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/0007wdqw/s320x240" border="'0'/" height="213" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, Me and Estrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betcha, he's not what you expected. ;P We're telling everyone we made a pact in kindergarten that one day we'd get together and fall in love. Granted, I don't think we remember each other from kindergarten, but our paths crossed a lot in high school and college, only we never were aware of it. It's actually really pretty neat how our lives were always a hop, skip and a jump away from each other, but we didn't find each other until now, when we were supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am in love. It's sickening huh? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7771604608762130921?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7771604608762130921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7771604608762130921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7771604608762130921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7771604608762130921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-wanted-to-say-hey.html' title='Just Wanted to Say Hey'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-19292906295358273</id><published>2009-11-16T09:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:40:02.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slide show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='processions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiestas'/><title type='text'>Procession Slide Show</title><content type='html'>Posting this for someone. Yes... I am still alive. Just happily in love. He went to Mass with me Yesterday. It was lovely. Maybe I'll talk about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="600" height="400" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;noautoplay=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fanamericangirl%2Falbumid%2F5352889700861853665%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCIbjr53j6ZfnjgE%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-19292906295358273?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/19292906295358273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=19292906295358273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/19292906295358273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/19292906295358273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/11/procession-slide-show.html' title='Procession Slide Show'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-9051507590941902379</id><published>2009-11-02T01:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:36:42.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><title type='text'>A Storybook Story...</title><content type='html'>Wow... three weeks since I've last posted. Well, I have a good excuse. Three weeks ago today, I reconnected with a classmate of mine from high school and we're really busy now falling into something more than "really Like".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep you posted. Wish I could go to the All Souls Mass at my parish tonight, but I have to teach my class. Meanwhile, it's Kinda a Wonderful Life around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Su6Y1xPqlYI/AAAAAAAAEqs/9tG-ZzGusBA/s1600-h/Wonderful+LIfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Su6Y1xPqlYI/AAAAAAAAEqs/9tG-ZzGusBA/s400/Wonderful+LIfe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399421052783334786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-9051507590941902379?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/9051507590941902379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=9051507590941902379&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/9051507590941902379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/9051507590941902379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/11/storybook-story.html' title='A Storybook Story...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Su6Y1xPqlYI/AAAAAAAAEqs/9tG-ZzGusBA/s72-c/Wonderful+LIfe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-490058400409981321</id><published>2009-10-12T00:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T00:11:54.462-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links to other blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t ask don&apos;t tell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Seen On Another Blog</title><content type='html'>Ah, man... I always did want to live under THIS administration. I miss the West Wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_f7js0mLwY4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_f7js0mLwY4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://povcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-ask-dont-tell-and-west-wing.html"&gt;h/t to Crystal&lt;/a&gt;, at &lt;a href="http://povcrystal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Perspective&lt;/a&gt;. She found the link at an Andrew Sullivan blog post, whom I read too. Go read her post because she has links to other articles and the transcript of the West Wing scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do think this is a policy that needs to be changed, like NOW! It's shameful that truly capable, patriotic and qualified Americans are discharged from the military because of their sexual orientation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-490058400409981321?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/490058400409981321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=490058400409981321&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/490058400409981321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/490058400409981321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/10/seen-on-another-blog.html' title='Seen On Another Blog'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-5883561565563781591</id><published>2009-10-07T20:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:05:23.030-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ignatius aka Iggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dogs'/><title type='text'>Weeky Iggy Antics</title><content type='html'>In lieu of any content... I continue with the Iggy updates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1U73jzOQI/AAAAAAAAEhs/zdlP-kmqvOs/s1600-h/IMG_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1U73jzOQI/AAAAAAAAEhs/zdlP-kmqvOs/s400/IMG_2290.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He discovered Ice Cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1U8MCyIuI/AAAAAAAAEh0/lWjJZuQkttU/s1600-h/IMG_2294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1U8MCyIuI/AAAAAAAAEh0/lWjJZuQkttU/s400/IMG_2294.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1U8li_9mI/AAAAAAAAEh8/3qxAglebzNM/s1600-h/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1U8li_9mI/AAAAAAAAEh8/3qxAglebzNM/s400/IMG_2296.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, the purple poodle toy or the Haagen Dazs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1U9Mc8mLI/AAAAAAAAEiE/3UQgZfLK9_E/s1600-h/IMG_2297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1U9Mc8mLI/AAAAAAAAEiE/3UQgZfLK9_E/s400/IMG_2297.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look guys, I'm growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1VoQNgciI/AAAAAAAAEiw/KqSCUu-YveI/s640/IMG_2300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 325px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1VoQNgciI/AAAAAAAAEiw/KqSCUu-YveI/s640/IMG_2300.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got discriminating taste in my ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1Vnb_9AhI/AAAAAAAAEio/H1qHFBwUzBw/s640/IMG_2299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 326px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1Vnb_9AhI/AAAAAAAAEio/H1qHFBwUzBw/s640/IMG_2299.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum. Rich and Creamy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1VmtqIH3I/AAAAAAAAEik/4gaUgMkokRo/s640/IMG_2298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 311px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1VmtqIH3I/AAAAAAAAEik/4gaUgMkokRo/s640/IMG_2298.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best cardboard I ever tasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-5883561565563781591?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5883561565563781591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=5883561565563781591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5883561565563781591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5883561565563781591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/10/weeky-iggy-antics.html' title='Weeky Iggy Antics'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Ss1U73jzOQI/AAAAAAAAEhs/zdlP-kmqvOs/s72-c/IMG_2290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-1569837210454999950</id><published>2009-09-30T22:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:48:11.440-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you tube videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog stories'/><title type='text'>God and Dog</title><content type='html'>One of my blogger friends posted this video to &lt;a href="http://stedwardsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/annual-blessing-of-animals.html"&gt;her parish blog&lt;/a&gt; and I thought I'd share this here, because it seems like we all love our animal companions, most especially our dogs. It touched me because this is exactly how I felt about &lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/barkley.html"&gt;Barkley&lt;/a&gt;. I always thought he was the perfect companion. I knew that God was also good and loving because he gave us such special creatures to share our lives with, to love them and have them love us. I will miss that dog every day of the rest of my life. I feel a little big guilty for already loving &lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html"&gt;Ignatius&lt;/a&gt; as much as I do. He's a charming little puppy (all except for his puppy farts) and I know he's going to be a great, loving dog. He won't be Barkley but he'll be special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watch the video, and if your parish is blessing the animals this weekend, try to take them. I'm going to try to take mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H17edn_RZoY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H17edn_RZoY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-1569837210454999950?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1569837210454999950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=1569837210454999950&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1569837210454999950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1569837210454999950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/god-and-dog.html' title='God and Dog'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8589945627762644376</id><published>2009-09-28T18:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:27:20.075-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexual abuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roman polanski'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><title type='text'>What if he were a priest...</title><content type='html'>Today on the blogosphere and from blogger friends as well, I've been reading about, Roman Polanski and the outrage his arrest has gone around the world and back.  Father James Martin &lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://www.americamagazine.org/blog/blog.cfm?blog_id=2"&gt;penned this blog post&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;i&gt;America&lt;/i&gt; asking the question, what if he'd been a priest, how would he be treated then? I thought it was interesting question to ponder. I also admit last night I asked the same question in my head too, "what if he was wearing a collar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had the energy to extrapolate a bit more with my own thoughts, but I thought I'd share. I haven't kept up with my online subscription of the magazine, looks like I've missed some good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, all I can say is that there is no excuse for sexual abuse of children. I find it totally outrageous and immoral. On Saturday I have to give the students a presentation on abuse, both sexual and physical. I suppose it's good that we are educating our children but it makes me sad that we have to do this as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8589945627762644376?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8589945627762644376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8589945627762644376&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8589945627762644376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8589945627762644376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-if-he-were-priest.html' title='What if he were a priest...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3059380330950388843</id><published>2009-09-28T12:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:14:16.987-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links of note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pope&apos;s trip to Czech Republic'/><title type='text'>The Pope In the Czech Republic Continued.</title><content type='html'>All right, I'm going to try to compile links of Pope Benedict's visit to the Czech Republic. They won't be in any particular order and quite possibly of only interest to myself, but I'm going to do it anyway and will be updated throughout the next day or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whispersintheloggia.blogspot.com/2009/09/youth-message-czech.html"&gt;Over at Whispers in the Loggia,&lt;/a&gt; Rocco posts the pope's impromptu speech to the youth of the Czech Republic and neighboring lands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ncregister.com/daily/benedicts_reality_czech/#When:13:47:18Z"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benedict's Reality Czech.&lt;/a&gt; A bit with video at National Catholic Register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ncronline.org/blogs/john-l-allen-jr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Allen &lt;/a&gt;of the National Catholic Reporter has been providing great coverage of this trip as well. He already put a &lt;a href="http://ncronline.org/blogs/all-things-catholic/complete-coverage-papal-visit-czech-republic"&gt;list &lt;/a&gt;together at his blog, so I don't have to. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for fun, &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,556046,00.html?test=latestnews#"&gt;this piece&lt;/a&gt; about a Spider Crawling on the pope, is quite amusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3059380330950388843?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3059380330950388843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3059380330950388843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3059380330950388843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3059380330950388843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/pope-in-czech-republic-continued.html' title='The Pope In the Czech Republic Continued.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-815563303569800594</id><published>2009-09-28T11:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T11:59:02.081-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Czech Republic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saint Days'/><title type='text'>St. Wenceslaus</title><content type='html'>Continuing with the Czech theme, it is the feast day of St. Wenceslaus, which is also celebrated in the Czech Republic as a Czech Statehood Day. I wonder if the real meaning of the day has some significance? Probably in old religious circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SsD4hwWP7yI/AAAAAAAAEfA/THdHnXCgszg/s1600-h/wenceslaus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SsD4hwWP7yI/AAAAAAAAEfA/THdHnXCgszg/s400/wenceslaus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386578413132705570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what &lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/saints/saint.php?saint_id=592&amp;amp;wf=rsscol"&gt;Catholic Online&lt;/a&gt; has posted about him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Wenceslaus&lt;div class="para"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/saints/f_day/"&gt;Feastday:&lt;/a&gt; September 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="para"&gt;St. Wenceslaus (903-29), also known by Vaclav, was born near Prague, and was the son of Duke Wratislaw. He was taught &lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/encyclopedia/view.php?id=2927"&gt;Christianity&lt;/a&gt; by his grandmother, St. Ludmila. The Magyars, along with Drahomira, an anti-Christian faction murdered the Duke and St. Lumila, and took over the government. Wenceslaus was declared the new ruler after a coup in 922. He encouraged Christianity. Boleslaus, his brother, no longer successor to the throne, after Wenceslaus' son was born, joined a group of noble Czech dissenters. They invited Wenceslaus to a religious festival, trapped and killed him on the way to Mass. He is the patron saint of &lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/encyclopedia/view.php?id=1972"&gt;Bohemia&lt;/a&gt; and his &lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/saints/f_day/"&gt;feast day&lt;/a&gt; is Sept. 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="para"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="para"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="para"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;" class="para"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(photo credit. Picture from &lt;a href="http://travelguideeurope.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-815563303569800594?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/815563303569800594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=815563303569800594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/815563303569800594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/815563303569800594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/st-wenceslaus.html' title='St. Wenceslaus'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SsD4hwWP7yI/AAAAAAAAEfA/THdHnXCgszg/s72-c/wenceslaus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-198601135274401481</id><published>2009-09-28T11:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:06:55.326-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocations'/><title type='text'>A Future Nun, Runs</title><content type='html'>Here's a bit from a&lt;a href="http://www.catholicnews.com/data/stories/cns/0904284.htm"&gt; news story at the CNS blog &lt;/a&gt;about a very determined young woman trying to raise money to pay off her student loan debt so she can enter a convent. She started The Nun Run to help her do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chicago woman runs in order to raise funds to enter religious life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Joyce Duriga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catholicnews.com/index.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;Catholic News Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICAGO (CNS) -- When Alicia Torres laced up her running shoes and tackled the 13.1 miles of the Chicago Half Marathon Sept. 13, her goal was to become a nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torres is not a runner and had never run a distance race. But she ran the race as part of an appeal to friends and strangers to help pay off more than $90,000 in student loans so she can enter religious life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Torres felt God calling her to this vocation, she realized there was one major obstacle in her path -- $94,000 in student loans that must be paid off to enter the Franciscan community she's chosen. Most of her loans are held by private lenders so they can't be consolidated or the interest rates negotiated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a contemporary issue. Men and women graduate from college with student loan bills and feel God calling them to join communities that take vows of poverty. But they must enter debt-free since the communities do not typically have resources to pay off the loans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read the rest at the &lt;a href="http://www.catholicnews.com/data/stories/cns/0904284.htm"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;. Check out her &lt;a href="http://www.thenunrun.com/"&gt;website &lt;/a&gt;to read more about her and her progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-198601135274401481?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/198601135274401481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=198601135274401481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/198601135274401481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/198601135274401481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/heres-bit-from-news-story-at-cns-blog.html' title='A Future Nun, Runs'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-6372889046317172551</id><published>2009-09-26T12:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:59:54.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Czech believers find islands of hope in a secular sea | National Catholic Reporter</title><content type='html'>I am following the Pope's visit to the Czech Republic for a myriad of reasons. This article actually helps me with my fiction. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ncronline.org/blogs/ncr-today/czech-believers-find-islands-hope-secular-sea"&gt;Czech believers find islands of hope in a secular sea | National Catholic Reporter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-6372889046317172551?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6372889046317172551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=6372889046317172551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6372889046317172551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6372889046317172551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/czech-believers-find-islands-of-hope-in.html' title='Czech believers find islands of hope in a secular sea | National Catholic Reporter'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-1697804207697004149</id><published>2009-09-26T00:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:19:13.059-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cattholic news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pope Benedict XVI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Czech Republic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pope&apos;s trip to Czech Republic'/><title type='text'>Profiles</title><content type='html'>I have a soft spot for all things Czech. Anyway, John Allen at the National Catholic Reporter profiled the Archbishop of Prague, Cardinal Vlk, here and it's really interesting. At least to me. I am a Czechphile after all. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted it here, but it's here, at the&lt;a href="http://ncronline.org/news/german-shepherd-bids-farewell-wolf-winter"&gt; NCR website.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The German shepherd bids farewell to a 'wolf in winter'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Sep. 25, 2009   &lt;div class="field-byline-value"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://ncronline.org/users/john-l-allen-jr" title="View user profile."&gt;John L Allen Jr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="content"&gt;            &lt;div class="lead-image"&gt;       &lt;img src="http://ncronline.org/files/imagecache/leadimage_full/vlk.jpg" alt="" title="" class="imagecache imagecache-leadimage_full" width="240" height="173" /&gt;        &lt;div class="lead-image-credit"&gt;      Cardinal Miloslav Vlk (CNS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="print-link"&gt;&lt;span class="print_pdf"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ncronline.org/printpdf/15022" title="Display a PDF version of this page." class="print-pdf" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pope Benedict XVI, the first German pontiff since the 16th century (or the 11th, depending on whether you count Adrian VI, born in Utrecht while it was still part of the Holy Roman Empire), has sometimes playfully been dubbed "the German shepherd." To extend that zoological pun, this weekend in the Czech Republic, the German shepherd will share his stage with a wolf -- albeit a wolf by now in winter.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At 77, and struggling with spotty health, Cardinal Miloslav Vlk of Prague (whose last name in Czech means "wolf") has announced that this will be his last major public event, and that he expects to be replaced by the end of the year. In effect, Benedict's visit is also Vlk's swan song.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One of the most remarkable Catholic prelates of the 20th century, Vlk is that rare figure whose biography seems to perfectly crystallize the larger dramas of his time. He's also perhaps the closest thing to an alter ego of the late Pope John Paul II on the European scene, so a look at Vlk's story may also offer some insight about the state of the church, and John Paul's legacy, in the early 21st century.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A circuitous path&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Like John Paul, Vlk's path to ecclesiastical prominence was circuitous, shaped by the vicissitudes of life behind the Iron Curtain. Born in South Bohemia in 1932, Vlk's original dream was not of the priesthood. Unlike the young Karol Wojtyla, however, who aspired to the theatre, Vlk's fantasy was to be an airplane pilot. By the time he got to middle school, a sense of vocation to the priesthood had begun to flower instead.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Following the 1948 Communist takeover of what was then Czechoslovakia, entering the seminary wasn't an option. Vlk therefore worked in a car factory and completed his military service, before earning a Ph.D. in library science and becoming a professional archivist. It wasn't until 1964 that he could begin studies for the priesthood, leading to ordination in 1968 during the short-lived "Prague Spring". &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that brief window of hope was slammed shut by a flotilla of Soviet tanks, Vlk was marked as a potential enemy of the regime. In 1971, he was exiled to a string of remote mountain parishes; by 1978, he was denied permission to act as a priest altogether. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the next decade, "Citizen Vlk" ministered in an underground catacombs church, while working during the day as a window-washer in downtown Prague. He later said that he was sustained during this period by the spirituality of the Focolare movement, founded by Italian laywoman Chiara Lubich and emphasizing unity across political and religious divisions. Vlk would later become one of Focolare's best friends, chairing its annual meeting of bishops.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;His taste of repression inclined Vlk to be skeptical of the Vatican policy of Ostpolitik, or outreach to the Soviets, under Pope Paul VI and his Secretary of State, Cardinal Agostino Casaroli. Papal biographer George Weigel, however, said that Vlk's critique was always "more thoughtful than you'd get from a true wild man of the resistance church." If nuanced, Vlk's anti-Communism was no less steadfast; as recently as 2006, he suggested that Communist parties perhaps ought to be banned in the same way that being a Nazi is against Czech law.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While he wasn't a protagonist of the 1989 "Velvet Revolution," which swept the Communists from power, Vlk was sympathetic to its aims. He would later carve out a warm relationship with dissident intellectual Vaclav Havel, an avowed agnostic who became the last president of Czechoslovakia and the first president of the Czech Republic. (Despite his agnosticism, Havel also has some common ground with Pope Benedict XVI. The pope's motto is "co-workers of the truth," while Havel described his political philosophy, shaped in the context of an Orwellian regime, as "living in truth.")&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After the fall of the Berlin Wall, Vlk's upward movement was swift. John Paul II named him the Bishop of Ceské Budĕjovice in Budweis in 1990 (so yes, Vlk was briefly a "Budweiser"), and then in 1991 tapped him as the archbishop of Prague. Vlk became a cardinal in 1994, by which time he was already a heavyweight in the global church. Elected president of the Council of European Bishops' Conferences in 1993, he would hold that post for almost eight years, succeeding the legendary Cardinal Carlo Maria Martini of Milan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the next decade, Vlk was widely tipped as a possible successor to John Paul II. In the end, however, his role in the conclave of April 2005 that elected Pope Benedict XVI was mostly as a footnote: he was the lone cardinal-elector whose last name didn't contain a single vowel.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two streams of criticism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In another parallel to John Paul II, Vlk rocketed to international influence and celebrity status while never being quite able to shake two persistent streams of criticism: Catholic traditionalists, who see him as a liberal modernizer, in his case literally a wolf in shepherd's clothing; and liberals of both the Catholic and secular variety, at least some of whom who regard Vlk as a conservative stick-in-the-mud.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Perhaps fueled by his formation with Focolare, unity has been a central passion of Vlk's career. His episcopal motto is Jesus' prayer from the Gospel of John, "That they may all be one."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Vlk took a lead role in promoting reconciliation between Czechs and Germans, no small challenge given that, in some ways, Czech nationalism has been defined over the centuries in terms of resistance to perceived German (and Austrian) aggression. Czechs and Germans still fall into cycles of mutual recrimination for the German occupation of Czechoslovakia during World War II and the post-war expulsion of more than two million ethnic Germans from the Sudetenland. An estimated 300,000 Germans died in what is today regarded as a classic instance of "ethnic cleansing."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Vlk pioneered an exchange of letters between the Czech and German bishops in the early 1990s, apologizing for past wrongs and offering forgiveness. Vlk styled that exchange as a model for civil society. For his efforts, Vlk was awarded the Grand Cross of Merit by then-German President Roman Herzog in 1999.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In a recent interview, Vlk acknowledged that Czech-German tensions are, despite his best efforts, still very much alive, reflected in speculation in some Czech media that Benedict XVI is coming to their country as "the voice of Sudeten Germans." (To this day, the Germans who were expelled, and their descendants, seek compensation from the Czech government.) In what is arguably a sign of sensitivity, organizers have announced that Benedict XVI will not speak German while in the Czech Republic, but rather English and Italian. (For the record, Vlk says that's because English is more familiar to young Czechs, and Italian is "closer to the liturgy.")&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Vlk has also been an ardent champion of Christian unity. His breakthrough success on that front came in 1999, when Vlk was instrumental in crafting an apology by John Paul II for the "cruel death" of the famed medieval Czech reformer Jan Hus. Burned at the stake as a heretic in 1415 during the Council of Constance, Hus is considered a forerunner of the Protestant Reformation as well as a father of the Czech nation. In his 1999 speech, John Paul expressed "deep sorrow" for Hus' death and praised his "moral courage."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That act, which built upon consistent statements and gestures from Vlk, was widely praised for ushering in a new ecumenical climate, not just in the Czech Republic but across Eastern and Central Europe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Vlk's interest in unity also naturally led him to broad support for European unification and for the Czech Republic's entry into the European Union, a position which at times put him at odds with conservative leaders. (For some European Catholics, anti-EU activism is a signature issue, analogous to the anti-abortion struggle for Catholics in the United States. In those circles, the EU is seen as a vehicle for imposing secularism. Vlk is not unsympathetic; in a recent interview, he said that the rejection of an EU treaty by Irish voters came because the EU has "dropped its Christian roots." He also warned that the religious tone in Europe will increasingly be set by Muslims unless Christian values are restored.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shock therapy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A defining feature of Catholicism in Vlk's part of the world is that the tensions which shaped the church elsewhere after the Second Vatican Council (1962-65), between reformers and traditionalists, were largely frozen in place during the Communist era. As long as Catholics were struggling to keep the church alive vis-à-vis a hostile regime, they simply didn't have time to fight amongst themselves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After the fall of the Berlin Wall, the church thus experienced its own form of "shock therapy," as developments and fissures that evolved over several decades in the West erupted all at once in the 1990s -- which meant, in practice, that they all happened on Vlk's watch.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In many ways, Vlk came down on the side of the reformers. One small example: Communion in the hand wasn't widely introduced in the Czech Republic until the mid-1990s, and even then a coalition of traditional priests tried to discourage it. Vlk shot them down, saying it had become normal practice elsewhere, and there was no reason why the Czech Republic should stand apart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Vlk has been a champion of lay activism, again informed by his experience of the Focolare. He's also been an outspoken proponent of the need for the church to come to terms with its own failures. In 2007, when a scandal erupted in Poland based on revelations that some clergy had collaborated with the secret Communist-era police, Vlk condemned the popular conservative radio outlet Radio Maryja for trying to "sweep the whole thing under the carpet." For his part, he's called for the Czech church to be a "house of glass," including cooperating with government inquiries about the role its clergy played under the Soviets.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Vlk has been sharply critical of the rise of far-right and xenophobic sentiment in Central Europe, joining Jewish protests in 2007 when right-wingers planned a march through Prague's Jewish quarter on the anniversary of Kristallnacht. In 2006, Vlk criticized a group of Lefebvrite Catholics who staged a conference in Prague, accusing them of sympathies for "anti-Semitism and neo-Nazism." Local organizers fired back that Vlk showed "ill will to socially ostracize Catholics who point to the negative consequences of liberalization processes in the church." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Vlk's reputation as a "man of the council" was cemented by his role in changing the theological climate at Prague's Charles University. During the 1990s the Catholic theological faculty under Fr. Vaclav Wolf was seen as a bastion of traditionalism. According to local sources, Wolf had discouraged the admission of laity to theology programs, and had insisted upon a largely pre-conciliar curriculum -- a situation which not only produced intra-Catholic division, but also led to threats in 2001 of a loss of accreditation from the state's Education Ministry. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In 2002, Vlk withdrew Wolf's canonical license as a theologian. That led to the appointment of a new Jesuit dean who, as Vlk put it, would preside over "an open faculty which will cooperate with church and civil authorities in the spirit of the Second Vatican Council." (Wolf appealed to Rome, but Vlk's action was upheld.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Inevitably, however, Vlk didn't move far or fast enough for everyone's taste. In 1999, one of the Czech Republic's best-known progressive priests, Dominican Fr. Odilo Stampach, announced that he was abandoning Roman Catholicism to affiliate with the Old Catholic Church in protest over what he described as harassment about his orthodoxy. (Stampach taught at Charles University, where he repeatedly clashed with Wolf. Stampach has also been perhaps the most flamboyant voice calling upon the church to come clean about its role during the Soviet era, including the alleged collaboration of priests with the secret police.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Early success, later frustration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Again to some extent like John Paul II, many of Vlk's defining successes came early, while his later years have been more ambivalent, marked as much by frustration as triumph. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Most notably, Vlk has fought a decade-long, and still unsuccessful, battle to work out a new legal framework for the Catholic church in the Czech Republic, which would include resolution of some $6 billion in church property confiscated under the Communists and never returned. That includes almost a million acres of forest which formed the church's traditional economic base. In 2004, Vlk agreed to waive restitution of much of that property in exchange for financial compensation, and at one stage a deal seemed within reach that would have paid the church roughly $4.8 billion over sixty years (with interest, the final total would have been close to $15 billion). &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That plan fell apart in parliament due to opposition from leftist forces -- including, naturally, the Communists. It was merely the latest setback for Vlk, who seemed initially optimistic about a new climate for the church post-1989, but who has since grown increasingly bitter. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;More than once, Vlk has suggested that Czech politicians actually prefer the status quo, since in the absence of compensation or restitution of its property, the church remains financially dependent upon the state. Priests' salaries in the Czech Republic, for example, are paid by the government. A serious compensation package, Vlk has hinted, would give the church an independence which some politicians fear.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(By the way, that suspicion is not simply paranoia. When the Communists began paying priests' salaries in 1949, it was with the explicit aim of making them more compliant. One consequence of the proposed compensation deal is that salary subsidies would be gradually phased out.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To date, the Czech parliament has also not ratified a new concordat, or basic treaty, with the Vatican, making it the lone Central European state to fail to do so. Things became so testy that in 2005, when John Paul II died, Vlk spurned suggestions that he call for a national day of mourning. "If this government wants to make a gesture," he snapped, "let it approve the Czech-Vatican treaty."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In 2006, the Czech government claimed the power to approve, or to reject, the opening of church facilities such as parishes and charities, a move Vlk strenuously opposed. One year later, Vlk publicly defined church-state relations in the Czech Republic as the worst of all Central European post-communist societies.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At a deeper level, Vlk shared John Paul's dream that the newly liberated nations of the Soviet sphere, where Catholics paid in blood to keep the faith alive, would awaken the West from its spiritual torpor, and he has also shared John Paul's disappointment that this dream has gone largely unrealized.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"We discovered that God was near when the rest of the world had forgotten us," Vlk said a decade ago. "Today, people are searching for religion the world over … not just religious theories, but the true living God. That's where our experiences may prove helpful in a Western context."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Instead, both John Paul and Vlk watched as the missionary tide in Europe flowed mostly in the opposite direction: the East assimilated Western values, lifestyles and patterns of consumption, without shipping much spiritual energy in the other direction (except, perhaps, for the growing number of Polish priests serving abroad.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Truth to be told, the Czech Republic probably wasn't ever destined to become a spiritual exporter. According to Austrian sociologist Fr. Paul Zulehner, the Czech Republic and the former East Germany are the only two zones of the erstwhile Soviet sphere where state-sponsored atheism was an unqualified success. Today, some 60 percent of Czechs say they have no religious affiliation, and while a third of the population is nominally Catholic, levels of Mass attendance and other indicators of religious vitality are notoriously low. For the last several years, more priests have died in Prague each year than were ordained.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, Czech society is rapidly embracing a Dutch-style ethos of tolerance. A domestic partnership law for gay couples was adopted in 2006, legal abortion is inexpensive and widely accepted, and polls show growing support for the legalization of euthanasia. Echoing John Paul once more, Vlk has warned Czechs about divorcing freedom from truth -- becoming intoxicated with liberty, but failing to ask what ultimate ends that liberty ought to serve. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"All kinds of things have been transformed," Vlk rued not long ago, "but no one bothered about the transformation of hearts."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Faced with these disappointments, local observers say that Vlk has become a bit more withdrawn, especially in the face of health difficulties. (Vlk took an extended convalescence in 2008 due to heart problems, which he said were compounded by exhaustion.) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At least in terms of Vlk's public image, the populist prelate who once merrily revealed that as a young man, "various girls swirled around me, and one fell in love with me," has to some extent receded. Czech journalist Petr Tresnak lamented in 2007 that Vlk has become a "crashing bore," and that in Vlk's twilight, the Czech church "shows zero internal life, movement or creativity."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not quite done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As the clock winds down on Vlk's tenure, speculation inevitably has turned to who might come next as Archbishop of Prague. Local media have pointed to three names: Bishop Dominik Duka of Hradec Králové, a Dominican who spent time in Czech jails with Vaclav Havel during the Communist era; Archbishop Jan Graubner of Olomouc, widely seen as the leader of the local church's conservative wing; and Norbertine Abbot Michael Josef Pojezdný of Prague's Strahov Monastery. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While there's certainly something to be said for each, most observers concede that none is likely to capture the same international spotlight as Vlk. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's not to suggest, however, that the "wolf in winter" is quite done yet. Vlk seems eager to use this weekend's visit of a German pope to deepen healing between Czechs and Germans. With typical candor, Vlk recently said that neither society has done enough to promote reconciliation, because nationalist resentments remain too valuable a "trump card" for politicians.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Vlk is also hardly sitting out the current political crisis in the Czech Republic, which has seen a deal to allow new elections to replace an unpopular interim government fall apart at the last minute. This week, Vlk published a column urging Czech voters to scrutinize the moral character of political candidates, looking past their "often nonsensical and naive promises for which there is no ground."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The current crisis, Vlk opined, is a logical consequence of the entire course of post-1989 development, which prioritized economic development over moral renewal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Whatever balance sheet historians eventually draw, Vlk will inevitably loom as one of the great Catholic personalities of his time. If his batting average of success and failure isn't quite as high as that of his mentor, John Paul II, it's worth recalling that John Paul got to take his swings all over the world, while Vlk was fated to play in what is, by Catholic standards, definitely not a hitter's park -- the thoroughly secularized Czech Republic, where atheism, for all intents and purposes, is the state church.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One suspects that most Czechs, whatever their theological or ideological inclinations, will be cheering for Vlk's informal exit this weekend to go well. Certainly few figures in recent Catholic memory have done more to earn a rousing sendoff.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Editor's Note: Pope Benedict XVI is visiting the Czech Republic Sept. 26-28, traveling to Prague, Brno, and Stará Boleslav. It's the pope's first visit to the country and his second to a former Soviet satellite state, after Poland in 2006. &lt;em&gt;NCR&lt;/em&gt; senior correspondent John Allen will be in the Czech Republic covering the trip. Watch the &lt;a href="http://ncronline.org/blogs/ncr-today"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NCR Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group blog pages through the weekend for more of Allen's reports.]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;John L. Allen Jr. is&lt;/em&gt; NCR &lt;em&gt;senior correspondent. His e-mail is&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:jallen@ncronline.org"&gt;jallen@ncronline.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-1697804207697004149?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1697804207697004149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=1697804207697004149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1697804207697004149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1697804207697004149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-soft-spot-for-all-things-czech.html' title='Profiles'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-2695858652102297499</id><published>2009-09-25T10:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T11:03:56.716-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and times'/><title type='text'>Sighes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Srz1wgo3ZlI/AAAAAAAAEe4/kIOqHZek0DQ/s1600-h/bunny+and+apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Srz1wgo3ZlI/AAAAAAAAEe4/kIOqHZek0DQ/s400/bunny+and+apple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385449468172133970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Queen of Procrastination Am I.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if procrastination is a sin? Hee. I'm supposed to be getting ready for my first Catechism class, which starts tomorrow. I've been a bit lazy and have been getting caught up on chores around the house. I have a few things to do for my dad and then plan to spend the day getting my materials together for my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had some thoughts about how I'd like to be more Christlike in the world and how I'd like to be able to share that with the students. Also, I want to write down those thoughts, but often find myself unable to find the words. One of my spiritual goals is to make an effort to try to write down my spiritual thoughts and reflections. I carry a journal with me, but I don't see why I can't post those thoughts in here as well. However, I've never been able to put those kind of things into words and so I struggle. I also struggle with my prayer life most days.  It really amazes me to read other blogs and journals where so many people can pour out their hearts and souls into words. Surely, they have moments of dryness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will never be able to do that, but hopefully one day, I might just be able to. I don't think any less of myself for not being able to write up my thoughts and feelings, but I think it would help me be more Christlike in the world if I could.Wow... this was a rambling post almost about nothing. :) Anyway, alas my first day of teaching for the new year. One of my goals and intentions is to find a way to become an elementary school teacher next year, ideally at a private school, but if you notice the first sentence of this post, I always seem to fall victim to procrastination. All right... off to work now. BBL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-2695858652102297499?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2695858652102297499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=2695858652102297499&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2695858652102297499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2695858652102297499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/sighes.html' title='Sighes...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Srz1wgo3ZlI/AAAAAAAAEe4/kIOqHZek0DQ/s72-c/bunny+and+apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-4895236178044121437</id><published>2009-09-24T16:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:27:02.302-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links of note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor with a message'/><title type='text'>I Believe In One, Holy Catholic and Apostolic Church;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SrvwT0vi8WI/AAAAAAAAEc0/JeEDK9OAY_0/s1600-h/good_shepherd-707537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SrvwT0vi8WI/AAAAAAAAEc0/JeEDK9OAY_0/s400/good_shepherd-707537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385162002817806690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun little web page with interesting information. My friend and I call churches that splintered off from the Catholic church (I suppose with the exception of the Orthodox) Man-Made Churches. Reading this list, you'll see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whostartedyourchurch.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Started Your Church?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond it's overall message, the site has useful information about the Catholic Church as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-4895236178044121437?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4895236178044121437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=4895236178044121437&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4895236178044121437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4895236178044121437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-little-web-page-with-interesting.html' title='I Believe In One, Holy Catholic and Apostolic Church;'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SrvwT0vi8WI/AAAAAAAAEc0/JeEDK9OAY_0/s72-c/good_shepherd-707537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-5961271191784038817</id><published>2009-09-24T09:53:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:17:47.582-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preaching hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batshit crazy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intolerance'/><title type='text'>Herein I Really Rant</title><content type='html'>You know...I'm really getting tired of hate, the polarization of this country, the religious right equating Obama to Hitler and Stalin. I was going to write up another complaint about the Catholic blogosphere but what's the point? There will bloggers who exist to spew out complaints about fellow Catholics ad nausem, so why waste the energy complaining about them? Yes, some of the blogs I enjoy will always be bombarded by those who can define who is and who isn't a Real Catholic and will spew out a nasty, mean spirited and uncharitable comments. These are not the people who sit beside me in the pews on any given Sunday. Still, it disheartens me as a Catholic to see Catholics stand in judgment of fellow Catholics. Only God can judge the hearts and minds of men, not other men (or women). So, when I see that anywhere I will always get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Saturday in a Workshop for Catechists and when I left the workshop, I felt so good about my faith, so energized and so confident that I was going to be able to be Christlike and be able to set up an example of Christ in the World to the children I teach. Guh... here I am bitching and complaining, spewing out rather judgmental comments myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sin to judge others, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, while I find some members of my own church can be frustrating and terribly judgmental, I've never heard any bullshit to come out of a (present day) Catholic priest's mouth, not even a bishop has said anything like this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fq9G44tomKY"&gt;like this guy &lt;/a&gt;. This is serious batshit crazy stuff and if I ever heard it preached from the pulpit in any Catholic church I ever attended I'd walk out immediately. I posted a comment at &lt;a href="http://matthewstucky.blogspot.com/"&gt; this blog &lt;/a&gt;, and now I'm curious to see if I'll get any traffic back or a return comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find something to temper my mood. Maybe I'll find a nice reflection or a pleasant Biblical reading to post following this. Grr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-5961271191784038817?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5961271191784038817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=5961271191784038817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5961271191784038817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5961271191784038817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/herein-i-really-rant.html' title='Herein I Really Rant'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3803806885560106797</id><published>2009-09-18T17:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T17:26:29.438-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><title type='text'>Carry On My Wayward Daughter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SrQXDVcDXFI/AAAAAAAAEb8/8hOw66aw2xs/s1600-h/IMG_2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SrQXDVcDXFI/AAAAAAAAEb8/8hOw66aw2xs/s400/IMG_2042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382952800676437074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, my world has been a big ball of anxiety and stress. I haven't felt like posting much and what I do post is nothing but happy, puppy stuff. I do have a few things I want to work out but I'm afraid that it will all sound like big post of nothing but complaints. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall endeavor to make an effort to start posting again in here.  Till then... enjoy the puppy pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3803806885560106797?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3803806885560106797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3803806885560106797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3803806885560106797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3803806885560106797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/carry-on-my-wayward-daughter.html' title='Carry On My Wayward Daughter...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SrQXDVcDXFI/AAAAAAAAEb8/8hOw66aw2xs/s72-c/IMG_2042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8181099625834962583</id><published>2009-09-18T00:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T21:00:55.656-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labradoodle humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dogs'/><title type='text'>Estrella and Ignatius...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yikes! Look what I found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GmNFH0SzqX4/SrMtNdUQd1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/iO5YwpakGxE/s1600-h/Estrella+and+Iggy+Sept+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GmNFH0SzqX4/SrMtNdUQd1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/iO5YwpakGxE/s320/Estrella+and+Iggy+Sept+2009+005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cutest toy in the basket. He finally got a name. His name is Ignatius. Yes. For real and yes, for. St. Ignatius of Loyola.  He's Iggy or now Igs for short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmNFH0SzqX4/SrMtN58V4vI/AAAAAAAAA4U/Wngbg3ftx6s/s1600-h/Estrella+and+Iggy+Sept+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmNFH0SzqX4/SrMtN58V4vI/AAAAAAAAA4U/Wngbg3ftx6s/s320/Estrella+and+Iggy+Sept+2009+006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have achieved &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace &lt;/span&gt;at Casa De Maria. Estrella has finally accepted the puppy on her bed. She's still not crazy about him, but she's better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmNFH0SzqX4/SrMtOYXzw2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/zzOf6KP4h3Y/s1600-h/Estrella+and+Iggy+Sept+2009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmNFH0SzqX4/SrMtOYXzw2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/zzOf6KP4h3Y/s320/Estrella+and+Iggy+Sept+2009+010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's fitting into the family nice. If only he'd get potty trained. Soon. I hope. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8181099625834962583?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8181099625834962583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8181099625834962583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8181099625834962583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8181099625834962583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/estrella-and-ignatius.html' title='Estrella and Ignatius...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GmNFH0SzqX4/SrMtNdUQd1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/iO5YwpakGxE/s72-c/Estrella+and+Iggy+Sept+2009+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-2157529208689473771</id><published>2009-09-11T09:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:09:00.280-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secular stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zozobra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiestas'/><title type='text'>Burn Him, Burn Him</title><content type='html'>Last night was the burning of Zozobra, the start of the annual Fiesta here in Santa Fe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the video seems to want to start automatically playing in the blog, it's embeded down below or you can follow the  &lt;a href="http://www.clipsyndicate.com/video/playlist/13637/1093007?title=news"&gt; the link here to watch it at the hosting site instead. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I have posted before about Zozobra, most recently &lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/doom-and-gloom.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, how the Fundamentalists say were doomed and going to fall into the center of the Earth with our evil and wicked ways. Then &lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2007/09/fall-has-arrived-so-lets-burn-him.html"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;from a couple of years ago with links to his history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now you can get a taste of the fun and frivolity around here in the fall. Man, it feels like Fall. It's a bit chilly out there this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zozobra burned last night and all the gloom is gone. ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="cs_player" height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://eplayer.clipsyndicate.com/cs_api/get_swf/3/&amp;amp;pl_id=13637&amp;amp;hue=224&amp;amp;page_count=5&amp;amp;windows=1&amp;amp;va_id=1093007&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;auto_start=0&amp;amp;auto_next=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://eplayer.clipsyndicate.com/cs_api/get_swf/3/&amp;amp;pl_id=13637&amp;amp;hue=224&amp;amp;page_count=5&amp;amp;windows=1&amp;amp;va_id=1093007&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;auto_start=0&amp;amp;auto_next=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-2157529208689473771?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2157529208689473771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=2157529208689473771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2157529208689473771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2157529208689473771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/burn-him-burn-him.html' title='Burn Him, Burn Him'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-465073557073163007</id><published>2009-09-09T18:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:44:08.067-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ignatius aka Iggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new puppy'/><title type='text'>Monsieur Noir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhKpi55VhI/AAAAAAAAEOg/WWaMiNspa4c/s1600-h/IMG_2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhKpi55VhI/AAAAAAAAEOg/WWaMiNspa4c/s400/IMG_2056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379631832498787858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's part Lab and part Poodle. A Labradoodle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhKo7gr9zI/AAAAAAAAEOY/GzDY9rY9H04/s1600-h/IMG_2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhKo7gr9zI/AAAAAAAAEOY/GzDY9rY9H04/s400/IMG_2055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379631821924071218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got him today and am very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhKoIENJ8I/AAAAAAAAEOQ/kAVOL4KKXq8/s1600-h/IMG_2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhKoIENJ8I/AAAAAAAAEOQ/kAVOL4KKXq8/s400/IMG_2059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379631808114403266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite nearly having a nervous breakdown chasing after my parents Poodle Doodle for escaping. But all was well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhIxBv9LgI/AAAAAAAAENw/nX2vddpKU5I/s1600-h/IMG_2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhIxBv9LgI/AAAAAAAAENw/nX2vddpKU5I/s400/IMG_2049.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's Smart too. He figured out how to reach Estrella's food bowl right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhIxX-RmBI/AAAAAAAAEN4/oUcNoVRRhp8/s1600-h/IMG_2051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhIxX-RmBI/AAAAAAAAEN4/oUcNoVRRhp8/s400/IMG_2051.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His eyes aren't blue. Neat camera trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhIx7lDo3I/AAAAAAAAEOA/Oqulj8MhL-E/s1600-h/IMG_2052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhIx7lDo3I/AAAAAAAAEOA/Oqulj8MhL-E/s400/IMG_2052.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matches the new fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhIyUWLrKI/AAAAAAAAEOI/JtfX_ZGCN64/s1600-h/IMG_2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhIyUWLrKI/AAAAAAAAEOI/JtfX_ZGCN64/s400/IMG_2054.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... he's home and comfy.&lt;br /&gt;But still needs a name.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's Ignatius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-465073557073163007?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/465073557073163007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=465073557073163007&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/465073557073163007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/465073557073163007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Monsieur Noir'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SqhKpi55VhI/AAAAAAAAEOg/WWaMiNspa4c/s72-c/IMG_2056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7672926233785492946</id><published>2009-09-07T20:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:56:10.430-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church bells'/><title type='text'>More Church Bell Kerfluffles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/new.php?n=17039"&gt;Only this time in Arizona.&lt;/a&gt; It seems three churches are suing the city of Phoenix to be able to ring their church bells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h/t to &lt;a href="http://wdtprs.com/blog/2009/09/phoenix-az-secularist-pogrom-focused-on-church-bells/#comment-160779"&gt;Father Z's blog&lt;/a&gt; for the link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7672926233785492946?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7672926233785492946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7672926233785492946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7672926233785492946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7672926233785492946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-church-bell-kerfluffles.html' title='More Church Bell Kerfluffles'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7399939541472459153</id><published>2009-09-04T23:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:38:51.353-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a priest who cooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>A Priest Who Also Cooks</title><content type='html'>Father Z better watch out, this priest, Father Leo, can really cook. He even has a Throwdown with Bobby Flay, plus he has his own online cooking show. &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/wnet/religionandethics/episodes/september-4-2009/father-leo/4115/"&gt;This is a great interview on PBS Religion and Ethics News Weekly.&lt;/a&gt; Go read the text at the website but do watch this video, he's really enjoyable. I liked what he said at the end about the Meal and the Eucharist. We were talking about that yesterday in my Class for Catechists.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://player.theplatform.com/ps/player/pds/ETSJENv_c7&amp;pid=c1uyxuFaGtAtG5_9ajLYyT3krTZVU_aK' width='482' height='379' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' allowFullScreen='true' bgcolor='#ffffff' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gracebeforemeals.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's his site.&lt;/a&gt; I might have to check it out. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7399939541472459153?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7399939541472459153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7399939541472459153&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7399939541472459153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7399939541472459153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/09/priest-who-also-cooks.html' title='A Priest Who Also Cooks'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-5271960895503224234</id><published>2009-08-26T11:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T11:09:03.269-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new mexico history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cnsblog.wordpress.com/2009/08/25/guitars-and-adobes-gives-a-glimpse-at-church-life-in-new-mexico-in-the-30s/"&gt;From the Catholic Services News Blog.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Guitars and Adobes’ gives a glimpse at church life in New Mexico in the ’30s&lt;br /&gt;Posted on August 25, 2009 by Mark Pattison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventy-seven years after Fray Angelico Chavez’s serialized novel, “Guitars and Adobes,” appeared in the pages of St. Anthony Messenger magazine, it is now out in book form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been described as a kind of Hispanic answer to Willa Cather’s “Death Comes for the Archbishop,” her classic novel based on the real French archbishop charged by the pope with leading the church’s fledgling vicariate in the Southwest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fray Angelico, a Franciscan priest, was still in the seminary when he wrote his novel – in five distinct parts. St. Anthony Messenger couldn’t devote that much space in five issues to the novel, so it serialized it in monthly installments in 1931 and ‘32.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only Hispanic among a group of Midwestern lads studying for the priesthood in Cincinnati, young Manuel Chavez strove to reinforce his Hispanic identity both before and after his ordination to the priesthood in 1937. He ultimately served as the archivist for the Archdiocese of Santa Fe, and gained a reputation for being one of New Mexico’s foremost writers and intellectuals — a reputation that has endured in the 13 years since his passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As archdiocesan archivist, he undertook the cataloging and translating of Spanish archives that allowed for a re-evaluation of the history of New Mexico and the region. Fray Angelico was also a member of the Santa Fe Writers Group that included such figures as D.H. Lawrence, Thornton Wilder, Alice Corbin, Witter Bynner and the aforementioned Cather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Guitars and Adobes” also contains 20 unpublished short stories by Fray Angelico. The book, published by the Museum of New Mexico Press, retails for $24.95 and can be ordered through online booksellers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-5271960895503224234?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5271960895503224234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=5271960895503224234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5271960895503224234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5271960895503224234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/from-catholic-services-news-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-1398385426607852839</id><published>2009-08-26T00:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:18:32.253-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sen. Ted Kennedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><title type='text'>The Kennedy I Knew (sorta)</title><content type='html'>CNN reports his &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/08/26/obit.ted.kennedy/index.html"&gt;death&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt;(CNN)&lt;/b&gt; -- Massachusetts Sen. Edward Kennedy, the patriarch of the first family of Democratic politics, died Wednesday at his home in Hyannis Port, Massachusetts, after a lengthy battle with brain cancer. He was 77.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;!--startclickprintexclude--&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    &lt;div class="cnnStoryPhotoBox"&gt;&lt;div id="cnnImgChngr" class="cnnImgChngr"&gt;&lt;!----&gt;&lt;!--===========IMAGE============--&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.cdn.turner.com/cnn/2009/POLITICS/08/26/obit.ted.kennedy/art.kennedy.gi.jpg" alt="Massachusetts Sen. Ted Kennedy, known as the &amp;quot;Lion of the Senate,&amp;quot; died Wednesday at 77." border="0" width="292" height="219"&gt;&lt;!--===========/IMAGE===========--&gt;&lt;div class="cnnStoryPhotoCaptionBox"&gt;&lt;div class="cnn3pxTB9pxLRPad"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;!--===========CAPTION==========--&gt;Massachusetts Sen. Ted Kennedy, known as the "Lion of the Senate," died Wednesday at 77.&lt;!--===========/CAPTION=========--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cnnWireBoxFooter"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.cdn.turner.com/cnn/.element/img/2.0/mosaic/base_skins/baseplate/corner_wire_BL.gif" alt="" width="4" height="4"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                          &lt;!--endclickprintexclude--&gt;&lt;p&gt; "We've lost the irreplaceable center of our family and joyous light in our lives, but the inspiration of his faith, optimism and perseverance will live on in our hearts forever," a family statement said. "We thank everyone who gave him care and support over this last year, and everyone who stood with him for so many years in his tireless march for progress toward justice."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Kennedy, nicknamed "Ted," was the younger brother of slain President John F. Kennedy and New York Sen. Robert Kennedy, who was gunned down while seeking the White House in 1968. However, his own presidential aspirations were hobbled by the controversy around a 1969 auto accident that left a young woman dead, and a 1980 primary challenge to then-President Jimmy Carter that ended in defeat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; But while the White House eluded his grasp, the longtime Massachusetts senator was considered one of the most effective legislators of the past few decades. Kennedy, who became known as the "Lion of the Senate," played major roles in passage of the Civil Rights Act of 1964, the Voting Rights Act of 1965, the 1990 Americans with Disabilities Act and the 1993 Family and Medical Leave Act, and was an outspoken liberal standard-bearer during a conservative-dominated era from the 1980s to the early 2000s.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "Senator Ted Kennedy's legacy in the United States Senate is comparable and consistent with the legacy of his entire family for generations," Kennedy's biographer, Ted Sorensen, said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;     &lt;a href="http://topics.cnn.com/topics/edward_m_kennedy" class="cnnInlineTopic"&gt;Kennedy&lt;/a&gt; recently urged Massachusetts officials to change a law to allow for an immediate temporary replacement should a vacancy occur for one of his state's two Senate seats. &lt;span class="cnnEmbeddedMosLnk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.cdn.turner.com/cnn/.element/img/2.0/mosaic/tabs/video.gif" alt="Video" border="0" width="16" height="14"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/08/26/obit.ted.kennedy/index.html#cnnSTCVideo" onclick="CNN_changeMosaicTab(&amp;#39;cnnVideoCmpnt&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;videos.html&amp;#39;,true,&amp;#39;/video/politics/2009/08/21/bash.kennedy.temp.step.down.cnn&amp;#39;);"&gt;Watch why Kennedy sought change in state law »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Under a 2004 Massachusetts law, a special election must be held 145 to 160 days after a Senate seat becomes vacant. The winner of the election would serve the remainder of a senator's unexpired term. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Kennedy asked Gov. Deval Patrick and state leaders to "amend the law through the normal legislative process to provide for a temporary gubernatorial appointment until the special election occurs," according to the letter, dated July 2. &lt;a href="http://i2.cdn.turner.com/cnn/2009/images/08/20/emkltr0820.pdf" target="new"&gt;Read Kennedy's letter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Kennedy suffered a seizure in May 2008 at his home on Cape Cod. Shortly after, doctors diagnosed a brain tumor -- a malignant glioma in his left parietal lobe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Surgeons at Duke University Medical Center in Durham, North Carolina, removed as much of the tumor as possible the following month. Doctors considered the procedure a success, and Kennedy underwent follow-up radiation treatments and chemotherapy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; A few weeks later, he participated in a key vote in the Senate. He also insisted on making a brief but dramatic appearance at the 2008 Democratic convention, a poignant moment that brought the crowd to its feet and tears to many eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "I have come here tonight to stand with you to change America, to restore its future, to rise to our best ideals and to elect Barack Obama president of the United States," Kennedy told fellow Democrats in a strong voice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Kennedy's early support for Obama was considered a boon for the candidate, then a first-term senator from Illinois locked in a tough primary battle against former first lady Hillary Clinton. Kennedy predicted Obama's victory and pledged to be in Washington in January when Obama assumed office -- and he was, though he was hospitalized briefly after suffering a seizure during a post-inaugural luncheon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Kennedy was one of only six senators in U.S. history to serve more than 40 years. He was elected to eight full terms to become the second most-senior senator after West Virginia Democrat Robert Byrd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; He launched his political career in 1962, when he was elected to finish the unexpired Senate term of his brother, who became president in 1960. He won his first full term in 1964.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; He seemed to have a bright political future, and many Democratic eyes turned to him after the killings of his brothers. But a July 18, 1969, car wreck on Chappaquiddick Island virtually ended his ambitions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; After a party for women who had worked on his brother Robert's presidential campaign, Kennedy drove his car off a bridge on Chappaquiddick, off Cape Cod and across a narrow channel from Martha's Vineyard. While Kennedy managed to escape, his passenger, Mary Jo Kopechne, drowned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; In a coroner's inquest, he denied having been drunk, and said he made "seven or eight" attempts to save Kopechne before exhaustion forced him to shore. Although he sought help from friends at the party, Kennedy did not report the accident to police until the following morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Kennedy eventually pleaded guilty to leaving the scene of an accident. In a televised address to residents of his home state, Kennedy called his conduct in the hours following the accident "inexplicable" and called his failure to report the wreck immediately "indefensible."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Despite the dent in his reputation and career, Kennedy remained in American politics and went on to win seven more terms in the Senate. Kennedy championed social causes and was the author of "In Critical Condition: The Crisis in America's Health Care." He served as chairman of the Judiciary and Health, Education, Labor, and Pensions committees and was the ranking Democrat on the Judiciary and Armed Services committees during periods when Republicans controlled the chamber.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Obama named Kennedy as one of 16 recipients of the 2009 Presidential Medal of Freedom, America's highest civilian honor. A White House statement explained that the 2009 honorees "were chosen for their work as agents of change."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "Senator Kennedy has dedicated his career to fighting for equal opportunity, fairness and justice for all Americans. He has worked tirelessly to ensure that every American has access to quality and affordable health care, and has succeeded in doing so for countless children, seniors, and Americans with disabilities. He has called health care reform the "cause of his life."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Born in Boston on February 22, 1932, Edward Moore Kennedy was the last of nine children of Joseph P. Kennedy, a prominent businessman and Democrat, and Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy. Joseph Kennedy served as ambassador to Britain before World War II and pushed his sons to strive for the presidency, a burden "Teddy" bore for much of his life as the only surviving Kennedy son.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; His oldest brother, Joe Jr., died in a plane crash during World War II when Kennedy was 12. John was assassinated in Dallas, Texas, in 1963, and Robert was killed the night of the California primary in 1968.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Ted Kennedy delivered Robert's eulogy, urging mourners to remember him as "a good and decent man who saw wrong and tried to right it; who saw suffering and tried to heal it; who saw war and tried to stop it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The family was plagued with other tragedies as well. One sister, Kathleen, was killed in a plane crash in 1948. Another sister, Rosemary, was born mildly retarded, but was institutionalized after a botched lobotomy in 1941. She died in 1986 after more than 50 years in mental hospitals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Joseph Kennedy was incapacitated by a stroke in 1961 and died in November 1969, leaving the youngest son as head of the family. He was 37.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "I can't let go," Kennedy once told an aide. "If I let go, Ethel (Robert's widow) will let go, and my mother will let go, and all my sisters."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Kennedy himself survived a 1964 plane crash that killed an aide, suffering a broken back in the accident. But he recovered to lead the seemingly ill-starred clan through a series of other tragedies: Robert Kennedy's son David died of a drug overdose in a Florida hotel in 1984; another of Robert's sons, Michael, was killed in a skiing accident in Colorado in 1997; and John's son John Jr., his wife Carolyn and sister-in-law Lauren Bessette died in a 1999 plane crash off Martha's Vineyard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; In addition, his son Edward Jr. lost a leg to cancer in the 1970s, and daughter Kara survived a bout with the disease in the early 2000s.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Kennedy was forced to testify about a bar-hopping weekend that led to sexual battery charges against his nephew, William Kennedy Smith. Smith was acquitted in 1991 of charges that he raped a woman he met while at a Florida nightclub with the senator and his son Patrick, now a Rhode Island congressman.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;!--startclickprintexclude--&gt;&lt;div class="cnnStoryElementBox"&gt;  &lt;div class="cnnStoryElementBoxAd"&gt;   &lt;div class="cnnStoryElementBoxAdHead"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.cdn.turner.com/cnn/.element/img/2.0/content/ads/advertisement.gif" alt="advertisement"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div id="cnnDefault180Space"&gt;&lt;!-- ADSPACE: politics/intg_story/lft.180x150 --&gt;  &lt;!-- CALLOUT|http://ads.cnn.com/html.ng/site=cnn&amp;cnn_pagetype=intg_story&amp;cnn_position=180x150_lft&amp;cnn_rollup=politics&amp;page.allowcompete=yes&amp;params.styles=fs|CALLOUT --&gt; &lt;div id="ad-681982" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://ads.cnn.com/html.ng/site=cnn&amp;cnn_pagetype=intg_story&amp;cnn_position=180x150_lft&amp;cnn_rollup=politics&amp;page.allowcompete=yes&amp;params.styles=fs&amp;tile=0266036621521&amp;domId=681982" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" style="position: relative; top: 0px; left: 0px;" name="681982" id="681982" scrolling="no" width="180" frameborder="0" height="150"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!--endclickprintexclude--&gt;&lt;p&gt; Like brothers John and Robert, Edward Kennedy attended Harvard. He studied in the Netherlands before earning a law degree from the University of Virginia Law School, and worked in the district attorney's office in Boston before entering politics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="cnnInline"&gt; Kennedy is survived by his second wife, Victoria Ann Reggie Kennedy, whom he married in 1992; his first wife, Joan Bennett; and five children -- Patrick, Kara and Edward Jr. from his first marriage, and Curran and Caroline Raclin from his second. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some campaign photos from the 90's &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/anamericangirl/MyPhotojournalismPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCIz8mbeopf6mFA&amp;amp;feat=directlink"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; at my photo site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-1398385426607852839?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1398385426607852839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=1398385426607852839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1398385426607852839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1398385426607852839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/kennedy-i-knew-sorta.html' title='The Kennedy I Knew (sorta)'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3347971582618396794</id><published>2009-08-23T16:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:04:04.824-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you tube videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father Martin'/><title type='text'>Laughing with the Saints: Part One</title><content type='html'>Father Martin&lt;a href="http://www.americamagazine.org/blog/entry.cfm?blog_id=2&amp;id=12142616-3048-741E-8898611885859576"&gt; talked about humor and religious life &lt;/a&gt;on NPR yesterday. (Ignore the comments.) And today he posted a bit more, just about the time of the release of &lt;u&gt;My Life With the Saints&lt;/u&gt; in paperback. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was reading the America Magazine blog, I saw he posted a &lt;a href="http://www.americamagazine.org/blog/entry.cfm?blog_id=2&amp;id=61695029-3048-741E-6002031285972489"&gt;clip of this video&lt;/a&gt; and it was funny so I had to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/VFR-Eo3TcKc' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/VFR-Eo3TcKc'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EdGdcN0TN-M&amp;feature=related"&gt;Part Two is posted here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Djw5yVgNC9k&amp;feature=related"&gt;Part Three is here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3347971582618396794?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3347971582618396794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3347971582618396794&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3347971582618396794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3347971582618396794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/laughing-with-saints-part-one.html' title='Laughing with the Saints: Part One'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-4463324699473165354</id><published>2009-08-23T15:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:30:36.570-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mass'/><title type='text'>There Will Be Change..</title><content type='html'>Wow. &lt;a href="http://usccb.org/romanmissal/examples.shtml"&gt;The Mass Changes are posted at the USCCB website.&lt;/a&gt; And some of them make sense and some of them... hmmm? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocco explains it all at &lt;a href="http://whispersintheloggia.blogspot.com/2009/08/introducing-new-mass.html"&gt;Whispers in the Loggia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-4463324699473165354?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4463324699473165354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=4463324699473165354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4463324699473165354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4463324699473165354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-will-be-change.html' title='There Will Be Change..'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-6910292522013860102</id><published>2009-08-21T20:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:49:07.472-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liniks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><title type='text'>Solving the Riddle of Time</title><content type='html'>This is a story about how Augustinians used a time dial to figure out time back in the "old days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gakked from the &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/scotland/edinburgh_and_east/8214948.stm"&gt;BBC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mxb"&gt;     &lt;h1&gt;      Ancient dial solves time riddle     &lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                 &lt;!-- S BO --&gt; &lt;!-- S IIMA --&gt;     &lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="226"&gt;    &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;    &lt;div&gt;     &lt;img src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/46245000/jpg/_46245367_dial.jpg" alt="Inchcolm dial. Pic by Historic Scotland" border="0" vspace="0" width="226" height="170" hspace="0" /&gt;     &lt;div class="cap"&gt;The dials were carved into the walls of some churches and monastic buildings&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;         &lt;!-- E IIMA --&gt;  &lt;!-- S SF --&gt;&lt;p class="first"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A new discovery at an island abbey in the Firth of Forth has revealed the Augustinian canons who once lived there measured time using a mass dial.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conservationists working at Inchcolm Island found the remnants of a special sundial which they believe may have been carved into a wall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until now mystery has surrounded the method used by the order to tell time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While well-known in England, the British Sundial Society said there were relatively few dials in Scotland. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- E SF --&gt;&lt;p&gt;Historians believe the Augustinian canons lived according to a strict routine, which made it essential everyone in the community did the right thing at the right time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dial at Inchcolm, which has been broken in two, was discovered by Historic Scotland collections registrar Hugh Morrison and medieval stones expert Mary Markus. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They were carrying out preparatory work for a project to examine and catalogue a collection of about 50 pieces of carved medieval stone being kept at the abbey but which were never studied. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Accurate measurement'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Morrison said: "While sorting through the stones I found a fragment with distinctive radial markings carved on it that reminded me of mass dials that I had seen on churches in Gloucestershire. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"In a separate location I turned over another stone and was really pleased to discover that it fitted together with the other half of the mass dial. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Better still, it still has the corroded stub of the iron gnomon which would have once cast its shadow along the radial markings of the dial." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Morrison said he was hopeful his team would be able to discover the original location of the dial on the south side of the abbey. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He added: "Medieval timekeeping was very different from our present day dependency on the accurate measurement of time for catching trains, getting to work or viewing TV programs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Changing seasons and weather meant that mass dials could not always be used but when the sun shone they provided a relative means of coordinating community activities." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/lj-cut&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-6910292522013860102?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6910292522013860102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=6910292522013860102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6910292522013860102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6910292522013860102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/solving-riddle-of-time.html' title='Solving the Riddle of Time'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-4732077185253299832</id><published>2009-08-20T10:04:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:35:00.761-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy Christians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zozobra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiestas'/><title type='text'>Doom and Gloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/So145Gu2-SI/AAAAAAAAEII/DJnaPC4edZo/s1600-h/Zozobra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/So145Gu2-SI/AAAAAAAAEII/DJnaPC4edZo/s400/Zozobra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372082852977899810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing with the lack of any real content in here. A local newspaper article posted about the &lt;a href="http://www.zozobra.com/"&gt;Burning of Zozobra&lt;/a&gt; talks about a Christian group that predicts Doom and Gloom for the city of Santa Fe on the night of the event. I can't wait to see the City swallowed up whole by the All Living God because of this pagan celebration.  Oy vey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fiestas here are a mix of secular and religious events commemorating the reconquest of New Mexico after the Pueblo Revolt. In the last 80 years, the first big event (secular) event has become the burning of Zozobra. A 50 foot marionette that is burned to purge the community of all its gloom so we can have a joyful and happy Fiesta. Thing is, through out the summer, there are many events that lead up to the Fiestas and you could say the Novena to La Conquistadora is really the first major event, but it is a religious celebration and not everyone one the community participates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, through the years, so many Christian groups have protested the Burning of Zozobra. Mostly the local Potter's House Christians have passed out leaflets and tracts about how we're all doomed. I haven't been in years to Zozobra but I do remember all the hysteria from year's past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The local weekly paper ran this story about how the Earth is going to be swallowed up on the night of of Zozobra this year. So, here I am doing my usual eyeroll at the nuttiness of Christianity sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shar.es/R7nW"&gt;Doom and Gloom | Santa Fe Reporter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com/"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image courtesy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt;Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;of danheller.com found on a google image search. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-4732077185253299832?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4732077185253299832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=4732077185253299832&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4732077185253299832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4732077185253299832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/doom-and-gloom.html' title='Doom and Gloom'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/So145Gu2-SI/AAAAAAAAEII/DJnaPC4edZo/s72-c/Zozobra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-6064770773915156544</id><published>2009-08-18T07:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:40:45.536-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you tube videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='u2'/><title type='text'>U2 - Stuck In A Moment You Can't Get Out Of</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/bVcJttcRknE" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/bVcJttcRknE" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First thing I heard this morning on the radio was "Stuck in A Moment You Can't Get Out Of" by U2. Lyrics &lt;a href="http://allspirit.co.uk/moment.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It probably means something but I'll figure it all out later. I can't live without music in my life. It was on the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All That You Can't Leave Behind&lt;/span&gt; Album, which I have. I pretty much own everything U2 has done with the exception of this last album, which I think really sucks. I think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zooropa &lt;/span&gt;was kinda of the sucketh but there were a few songs there that I liked. Anyway, so here is the video. I'll come back after and finish my thoughts from this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to pray this morning's Hours. I'm trying... I mean trying to find my way back to prayer. It's always the same battle with me. If  I pray daily, it amazes me how much better things seem. Same with exercise. Good things that I can't seem to do enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is also the 30-day anniversary of my cousin, Lindsey's death, so I'm going to try to go to the Mass at my parish. Her mom paid for a Mass for today. So I'll leave the office early to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better go now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Edited to correct album title. I had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zooropa &lt;/span&gt;in the car and realized this song isn't on it. I forgot about the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All That You Can't Leave Behind&lt;/span&gt; album. I have that too. I might go pull it out and see what else is on it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-6064770773915156544?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6064770773915156544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=6064770773915156544&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6064770773915156544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6064770773915156544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/u2-stuck-in-moment-you-can-get-out-of.html' title='U2 - Stuck In A Moment You Can&amp;#39;t Get Out Of'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8254076804932462304</id><published>2009-08-17T22:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:43:23.669-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buffy the vampire slayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>Buffy Vs. Edward</title><content type='html'>This is a bit of a stretch from the usual content of this blog, but my priest did mention "Twilight" in his homily. He didn't condemn it or pan it. He had a pretty good analogy going about eternal life and used vampires to get his point across. However, I wanted t share this with a friend of mine who reads this blog from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://blip.tv/play/g%2BMPgYrmTInndA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="570" height="350" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8254076804932462304?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8254076804932462304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8254076804932462304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8254076804932462304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8254076804932462304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/buffy-vs-edward.html' title='Buffy Vs. Edward'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3850862304424638200</id><published>2009-08-15T15:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:25:47.447-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranty mcrant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and times'/><title type='text'>What Do You Need?</title><content type='html'>So my day really started off crappy. Without going into details, my dad and I had another blow out. He always complains when either Mom or I talk about "family business" to someone outside the family and today he went and blabbed the family business to one of his nieces, who was going to call me with unsolicited advice. Needless to say that didn't go well either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had wanted to go to Mass for the Assumption but after I hung up with Dad, I rolled over in bed and tried to sleep for a while and then he showed up at the door, where we continued to air out our differences. We came to peace and I made a good breakfast. All was well, till my cousin called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the good of it all, is that I hope this time things with Dad are ok. Most times, I've never hated having older parents. I never really noticed that I had older parents when I was growing up. Even now, my parents don't look their age. Dad's poor health of late has aged him, but he still looks a good 10 years younger than he is. My mom is healthy and strong. However, I've taken on a lot of the day to day stuff for them, paying bills, watching the money, dealing with the rental property and the tenant who is struggling to pay rent. (It's a commercial property, where he has an art gallery.)It's a bad economy and people don't buy art when they have to put food on the table and put their kids through school. This is essentially what we fight about every month when rent is due and the tenant is late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lately, I've been feeling like a worse-than-usual- Bad Catholic than I normally am. I don't think I'll even claim to be a Good Catholic because I am not. I sin. I make bad judgments and sometimes I think I avoid God. Right now, I should be seeking Him through prayer or through the sacraments but the last thing I've wanted to do lately is pray, go to Mass and do those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I am aware that He exists, but in the midst of everything else going on in my life, I just want to run and hide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3850862304424638200?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3850862304424638200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3850862304424638200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-my-day-really-started-off-crappy.html' title='What Do You Need?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-6974314674382467978</id><published>2009-08-14T14:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:07:18.693-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father Martin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priesthood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the year of the priest'/><title type='text'>In This Year of the Priest</title><content type='html'>Father James Martin, SJ , writes a wonderful piece, &lt;a href="http://www.americancatholic.org/Newsletters/CU/ac0709.asp"&gt;The Priesthood Today, We're All in This Together &lt;/a&gt;for Catholic Update. He shares his reflections of his own priesthood, he explains what the image of the Good Shepherd means and how he thinks it's truly a positive image and that we are not sheep. He talks about decline in vocations, the future and the priesthood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h/t to &lt;a href="http://www.americamagazine.org/blog/entry.cfm?id=93033326-3048-741E-7531624611623625"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-6974314674382467978?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6974314674382467978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=6974314674382467978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6974314674382467978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6974314674382467978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-this-year-of-priest.html' title='In This Year of the Priest'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-2862319453086510921</id><published>2009-08-13T02:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:49:48.296-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dogs'/><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SoPPVS2tLDI/AAAAAAAAEGU/zvhwJ8Cg6Sk/s1600-h/IM000674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SoPPVS2tLDI/AAAAAAAAEGU/zvhwJ8Cg6Sk/s400/IM000674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that makes me smile! My puppies! I still miss Barkley like crazy but it's nice to see him when he was happy and healthy.&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-2862319453086510921?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2862319453086510921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=2862319453086510921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2862319453086510921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2862319453086510921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/now-that-makes-me-smile-my-puppies-i.html' title='Smile!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SoPPVS2tLDI/AAAAAAAAEGU/zvhwJ8Cg6Sk/s72-c/IM000674.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7239669864170548785</id><published>2009-08-12T13:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:52:54.176-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Housekeeping</title><content type='html'>I wonder if Blogspot is having some issues. If you look at my main page of the blog everything is a bit askew, the fonts are off and you have to scroll down quite away to get to the side bar of information and everything in it is centered and the wrong font and size. But when you click a specific entry, it's the way it's supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I messed with some layout stuff but I don't think I could have screwed it up this badly. I'm also wondering if I should join one of the Catholic web rings to drive up traffic to the blog. Do I want more traffic to the blog? I really don't want to be a big name "blogger" so I guess I'll leave things be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: One of the two recent posts, the Map of Faith in the US or the article about the Bells, had some screwy HTML and messed up the formatting of the whole blog. I have gotten so far behind on technology these days, that I can't tell the difference between CSS, HTML or RSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm not that bad, but it took a while to figure out what I did wrong. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I'll recode those other posts later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7239669864170548785?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7239669864170548785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7239669864170548785&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7239669864170548785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7239669864170548785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/housekeeping.html' title='Housekeeping'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-5675443272723470212</id><published>2009-08-12T13:25:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:53:50.394-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church bells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links to other blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><title type='text'>When They Ring The Golden Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SoMZpYjmtKI/AAAAAAAAEF0/zXJYiVLrdbk/s1600-h/ChurchBell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 333px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SoMZpYjmtKI/AAAAAAAAEF0/zXJYiVLrdbk/s400/ChurchBell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369163379512882338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://clericalwhispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/locals-force-priest-to-ring-bells.html"&gt;this story &lt;/a&gt;posted at &lt;a href="http://clericalwhispers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Clerical Whispers.&lt;/a&gt; It is a testament to the faith of the people in a community.  It is totally the opposite of a story here in New Mexico at my own parish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Fall of 2007 there was a complaint to the local paper about the bells ringing at my parish church from a County Commissioner who hated being disturbed by the chime of the church bells and wanted them to stop. A newspaper article resulted, then there was a letter to the editor from the pastor of my church in defense of the bells, and actually people rallied from the parish and the community to support the bells. Church bells have always rung in this town and I can't imagine a day when they don't ring. Tourists flock to this city and I think they love hearing the bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is the story, which I enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Locals force priest to ring bells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;A village priest who stopped ringing the church bells to appease a jittery tourist began chiming them again on Wednesday when residents came out in the streets to bang their pots and pans in protest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Father Alfredo De Simoni had caved in to the request of the town's single tourist, who in need of a good night's rest, had asked him a few days ago to still the bells from 10 pm till at least 8 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;But the 85 residents of the Ligurian hilltop town of Mezzema were accustomed to waking up with the sound of the bells at 7 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;They balked at the move and decided to take action, plastering the town with protest banners and leaflets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;On Sunday they all boycotted Mass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Still, De Simoni could not be swayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;But when the locals rose up in unison to clank their kitchen ware, he finally got the message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;When the bells rang on Wednesday, everyone came out to celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Leave to the locals to get things done. Here everyone came out to hear the new Cathedral bells ring for the first time. I bet even a few tourists were thrilled to hear them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll see if I can find any links or articles about the Bell Controversy here and post them later.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-5675443272723470212?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5675443272723470212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=5675443272723470212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5675443272723470212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5675443272723470212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-they-ring-golden-bells.html' title='When They Ring The Golden Bells'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SoMZpYjmtKI/AAAAAAAAEF0/zXJYiVLrdbk/s72-c/ChurchBell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8427448482781487345</id><published>2009-08-12T00:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:54:27.813-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links of note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geographic Mapping of Religion'/><title type='text'>Mapping the Faith of the Nation</title><content type='html'>I thought this was interesting. Today Boston.com &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles_of_faith/2009/08/mapping_the_nat.html"&gt;ran article about the geographical make up of the people in this country&lt;/a&gt; in it's Articles of Faith section mapping the nation by religion. It's based on a recent Gallup poll and probably has a few surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span id="byline"&gt;Posted by Michael Paulson&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span id="dateline"&gt;August  7, 2009 01:13 PM&lt;/span&gt;                                &lt;div class="blogText"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For those of us who love maps, &lt;a href="http://www.gallup.com/poll/122075/Religious-Identity-States-Differ-Widely.aspx"&gt;Gallup today has put out a nifty set&lt;/a&gt; illustrating the differential religious makeup of the American states. The maps are based on new data -- survey research conducted earlier this year -- but there's no big news here: the Northeast is the most Catholic region, the South the most Protestant, Utah the most Mormon and New York the most Jewish. And the Pacific Northwest and northern New England have the biggest percentages of non-religious folks. Here is Gallup's analysis of what it calls a "remarkable pattern of religious dispersion in the U.S.,'' with an interesting unanswered question about Vermont:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;"A good deal of the religious dispersion across the states is explainable by historical immigration patterns -- particularly the impact of the large waves of European Catholics and Jews who came through ports of entry in the Middle Atlantic states in the 19th and early 20th centuries. &lt;p&gt;The geographic concentration of Mormons in and around Utah reflects the cross-country migration of that group in the mid-1800s from Illinois and other Eastern states to their new home. The fact that certain states like Oregon and Vermont consist disproportionately of residents with no religious identity is more difficult to explain, with hypotheses focusing on the particular and idiosyncratic cultures of those states and/or the migration of certain types of Americans to those states over the decades."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the map about Catholicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gallup_Catholic.jpg" src="http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles_of_faith/Gallup_Catholic.jpg" height="343" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Protestantism:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gallup_Protestant.jpg" src="http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles_of_faith/Gallup_Protestant.jpg" height="343" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judaism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gallup_Jewish.jpg" src="http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles_of_faith/Gallup_Jewish.jpg" height="343" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mormonism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gallup_Mormon.jpg" src="http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles_of_faith/Gallup_Mormon.jpg" height="343" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, finally, a map showing states by percentage of non-religious people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gallup_None.jpg" src="http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles_of_faith/Gallup_None.jpg" height="343" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;After reading articles and seeing maps like this, I always like to point out that Catholicism has thrived in NM for over 400 years. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8427448482781487345?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8427448482781487345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8427448482781487345&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8427448482781487345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8427448482781487345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/mapping-faith-of-nation.html' title='Mapping the Faith of the Nation'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3078277983775846342</id><published>2009-08-07T20:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:17:05.846-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>We All Scream for Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Snzf_cpYPhI/AAAAAAAAEE0/weZ82z5jkoc/s1600-h/nuns+having+ice+cream+in+ireland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 622px; height: 414px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Snzf_cpYPhI/AAAAAAAAEE0/weZ82z5jkoc/s400/nuns+having+ice+cream+in+ireland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367411137033289234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Pictures from the BBC caught this great image. The caption says "Two nuns enjoy ice cream at the Aga Kahn Challenge Cup in Ireland's capital. There are more from the rest of the world  here at the &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/in_pictures/8190896.stm"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3078277983775846342?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3078277983775846342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3078277983775846342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3078277983775846342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3078277983775846342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-pictures-from-bbc-caught-this-great.html' title='We All Scream for Ice Cream'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Snzf_cpYPhI/AAAAAAAAEE0/weZ82z5jkoc/s72-c/nuns+having+ice+cream+in+ireland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7370583804957037926</id><published>2009-08-07T20:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:10:04.360-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Lady of Guadalupe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Article at CNA About Our Lady of Guadulupe and the Tilma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       &lt;!-- InstanceEndEditable --&gt;&lt;!--END ADVPRINT --&gt;  &lt;!-- AddThis Button BEGIN --&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="jzapata";&lt;/script&gt;  &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/152/addthis_widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- AddThis Button END --&gt;                 &lt;!--START ADVPRINT --&gt;    &lt;div id="seccion_principal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;!-- NOPRINT --&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="noticia_imagen_comentario" style="width: 240px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/new.php?n=16789"&gt;Our Lady of Guadalupe ‘completely beyond' scientific explanation, says researcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="noticia_byline"&gt;Phoenix, Ariz., Aug 7, 2009 / 04:10 pm (&lt;a href="http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/" target="_self"&gt;CNA&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.- Researcher and physicist Dr. Aldofo Orozco told participants at the International Marian Congress on Our Lady of Guadalupe that there is no scientific explanation for the 478 years of high quality-preservation of the Tilma or for the miracles that have occurred to ensure its preservation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dr. Orozco began his talk by confirming that the conservation of the Tilma, the cloak of St. Juan Diego on which Our Lady of Guadalupe appeared 478 years ago, “is completely beyond any scientific explanation.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;“All the cloths similar to the Tilma that have been placed in the salty and humid environment around the Basilica have lasted no more than ten years,” he explained.  One painting of the miraculous image, created in 1789, was on display in a church near the basilica where the Tilma was placed.  “This painting was made with the best techniques of its time, the copy was beautiful and made with a fabric very similar to that of the Tilma. Also, the image was protected with a glass since it was first placed there.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;However, eight years later, the copy of the image of Our Lady of Guadalupe was thrown away because the colors were fading and threads were breaking.  In contrast, Orozco said, “the original Tilma was exposed for approximately 116 years without any kind of protection, receiving all the infrared and ultraviolet radiation from the tens of thousands of candles near it and exposed to the humid and salty air around the temple.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dr. Orozco then discussed the Tilma’s fabric.  He noted that “one of the most bizarre characteristics of the cloth is that the back side is rough and coarse, but the front side is ‘as soft as the most pure silk, as noted by painters and scientists in 1666, and confirmed one century later in 1751 by the Mexican painter, Miguel Cabrera.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Following an analysis of some of the fibers in 1946, it was concluded that the fibers came from the Agave plant, however, noted Dr. Orozco, the researchers couldn’t figure out which of the 175 Agave species the Tilma was made from.  Years later, in 1975, “the famous Mexican researcher Ernesto Sodi Pallares said that the species of the agave was Agave popotule Zacc,” Orozco explained, “but we don’t know how he reached this conclusion.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before concluding his presentation, Dr. Orozco made mention of two miracles associated with the Tilma.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first occurred in 1785 when a worker accidentally spilled a 50 percent nitric acid solvent on the right side of the cloth.  “Besides any natural explanation, the acid has not destroyed the fabric of the cloth, indeed it has not even destroyed the colored parts of the image,” Orozco said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;The second miracle was the explosion of a bomb near the Tilma in 1921.  Dr. Orozco recalled that the explosion broke the marble floor and widows 150 meters from the explosion, but “unexpectedly, neither the Tilma nor the normal glass that protected the Tilma was damaged or broken.”  The only damage near it was a brass crucifix that was twisted by the blast.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;He continued, “There are no explanations why the shockwave that broke windows 150 meters afar did not destroy the normal glass that protected the image. Some people said that the Son by means of the brass crucifix protected the image of His Mother. The real fact is that we don’t have a natural explanation for this event.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dr. Orozco thanked the audience for listening to his presentation and closed by reassuring them that “Our Lady visited Mexico 478 years ago, but she remains there to give Her Love, Her Mercy and Her Care to anyone who needs it, and to bring Her Son, Jesus Christ to everyone who receives Him.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="noticia_imagen_comentario" style="width: 240px; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div class="noticia_imagen"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/images/panel.jpg" alt="" width="250" height="199" /&gt;Our Lady of Guadalupe ‘completely beyond' scientific explanation, says researcher &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dr. Adolfo Orozco at the International Marian Congress on Our Lady of Guadalupe in Glendale, Arizona.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- InstanceEndEditable --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!--END ADVPRINT --&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7370583804957037926?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7370583804957037926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7370583804957037926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7370583804957037926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7370583804957037926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/article-at-cna-about-our-lady-of.html' title='Article at CNA About Our Lady of Guadulupe and the Tilma'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-6353627585423535920</id><published>2009-08-07T14:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:15:47.534-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links to other blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic Blogosphere'/><title type='text'>On the Blogosphere</title><content type='html'>The Shrine of the Holy Whapping has a couple of funny &lt;a href="http://holywhapping.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#136978148864469746"&gt;posts &lt;/a&gt;of late: see clerical vestments that sound like pasta and what to do when you don't have your mantilla handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wasn't feeling sick, I might like to have some pasta right now. I woke up with both a nauseous tummy and an achy one. I want a do-over of this day, damnit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-6353627585423535920?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6353627585423535920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=6353627585423535920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6353627585423535920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6353627585423535920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-blogosphere.html' title='On the Blogosphere'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8003955068505400031</id><published>2009-08-04T23:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:10:35.767-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monks ale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>In The News From New Mexico...</title><content type='html'>Local News stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.santafenewmexican.com/Local%20News/N-M--sisters-say-review-creates--uncertainty-"&gt;NM Sisters are Ambivalent about the upcoming Apostolic Visits to the US. &lt;/a&gt;This was a companion piece to a more indepth, national piece by the AP which I didn't see on the New Mexican website. It is interesting to see all the comments and discussion about the visit on a national level. I contributed a comment on the New Mexican comment site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sr. Mary Ann Walsh of media office for the USCCB talks about the visit &lt;a href="http://usccbmedia.blogspot.com/2009/08/nun-could-get-whiplash-these-days.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. H/T to Fr. Martin at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;America &lt;/span&gt;for the &lt;a href="http://www.americamagazine.org/blog/entry.cfm?blog_id=2&amp;amp;id=53449948-3048-741E-7557148040421095"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this bit of &lt;a href="http://www.santafenewmexican.com/Local%20News/Monastery-of-Christ-in-the-Desert-New-venture-brewing-for-Abiqu"&gt;news &lt;/a&gt;I thought was interesting. &lt;a href="http://www.monksale.com/"&gt;Monks Ale&lt;/a&gt; will now be brewed at the Christ in the Desert Monastery near Abiuqui, for those of you unfamiliar with Northern New Mexico, that's where Georgia O'Keeffe lived and painted a lot of her New Mexican landscapes and flowers. Here's a post about the news at &lt;a href="http://www.brewlikeamonk.com/2009/08/04/monks-ale-update-2/"&gt;Brew Like A Monk&lt;/a&gt; Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I find anything else, I might post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8003955068505400031?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8003955068505400031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8003955068505400031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8003955068505400031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8003955068505400031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-news-from-new-mexico.html' title='In The News From New Mexico...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3061658639305055549</id><published>2009-08-03T18:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:17:36.616-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pax christi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace vigil thoughts'/><title type='text'>Give Peace A Chance</title><content type='html'>Herein Maria goes to a Peace Vigil over the weekend and talks about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks back my friend handed me a flier about an upcoming Pax Christi event with two Nobel Prize winning women who were going to speak about Nuclear disarmament. As you all know, I live New Mexico, a state full of rich history and culture, we are also a state with notoriety that isn’t too rich or blessed. The first atomic bomb was made and tested here at the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trinity_%28nuclear_test%29"&gt;Trinity Site&lt;/a&gt; on the White Sands Proving Ground. Growing up my parents remember all the secrecy at Los Alamos. I honestly haven’t been to Los Alamos much in my life time. In elementary school we  took the requisite field trip to the museums, I don’t believe we were given a tour of the labs but we were taught how great things happen there. I took my SATs there, I’ve sold real estate there and that really is my only connection with Los Alamos.  As you come into the town, there is a flagstone sign welcoming visitors and says, “Los Alamos, where great discoveries are made.” What a truism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now I know that the scientists and engineers do more at the labs than make nuclear weapons. I know some of the world’s foremost AIDS research has come out of the labs, that there is a constant state of new technologies being developed that has nothing to do with nuclear weapons as well.  I know many, many people who work in Los Alamos and I think the majority of them have nothing to do with making nuclear weapons. But they still make them there. I am not an expert by any means on the nation’s defense, but I do agree with the speakers, that these weapons are a means of destruction and not a method of defense. I also agree it’s time that we get rid of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On top of having created the atomic bomb, we had to create a depository to store all our nuclear waste. There are many of these in the country. It boggles my mind that we need to find a place to store all this waste because it is dangerous, radioactive and can make people sick. Shouldn’t that alone, be a good reason to stop making these weapons? A wonderful bypass was created so the waste wouldn’t be transported through Santa Fe on it’s way to WIPP down by Carlsbad. Obviously, we have not become the stewards of the land that God has wanted us to be if we’re putting nuclear waste in the ground, to sit there for thousands of years to finally be safe to touch? This is only one example of how we haven’t taken care of the Earth, but I won’t digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Friday, my friend who gave me the flyer and I went to Mass at my parish to kick off the Pax Christi event. &lt;a href="http://www.paxchristinewmexico.org/documents/PaxChristiFlyer_2009.pdf"&gt;Witness for Peace, the flier of the events, is here &lt;/a&gt; linked from the New Mexico Pax Christi &lt;a href="http://www.paxchristinewmexico.org/index.htm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. First there was a Mass, then the two speakers and on Saturday there was a prayerful, peace protest where people went up to Los Alamos, started at Ashley Pond (Apparently the lab where the bomb was created was located there, then when it was dismantled they put in the pond. I’d never heard the story of the pond.) The group walked for 30 minutes, quietly and prayerfully and stopped at a designated time, sat down and prayed for about a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Fr. John Dear, SJ who helped organize this event, said in the local paper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Snd97X6iIJI/AAAAAAAAECM/tE7YmcAHipc/s1600-h/Blog+Quote+Open+Sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 16px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Snd97X6iIJI/AAAAAAAAECM/tE7YmcAHipc/s400/Blog+Quote+Open+Sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365895940020510866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're taking up the story from the book of Jonah where the people of Ninevah sat in sackcloth and ashes to repent of their violence,” said Dear, explaining that those who attend the event will walk through the streets of Los Alamos and also sit for a half hour in silent prayer.”  Quote from Abq. Journal North Story, Friday July 31, 2009. &lt;a href="http://www.abqjournal.com/north/312337588674north07-31-09.htm"&gt;original article here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Snd-DKMQyJI/AAAAAAAAECU/5nfPuKUY0Ys/s1600-h/Blog+Quote+Close+Sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 16px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Snd-DKMQyJI/AAAAAAAAECU/5nfPuKUY0Ys/s400/Blog+Quote+Close+Sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365896073775728786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a half hour of peaceful prayer, they returned back to the pond. My friend and I did take a ride up to Los Alamos on Saturday but didn’t participate in the peaceful protest. One of the priests at our parish is actively involved in working for peace and we went to the events to support him as well. He presided at the Mass on Friday, then Fr. Dear spoke after Mass and explained the schedule of events for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, anytime I’ve gone to anything sponsored by our local Pax Christi group, I’ve observed I am the youngest one there. Same thing with this, though at the lecture and the protest event there were people my age and younger. The other thing I noticed is that the people attending the Mass were from everywhere else—some as far away as Massachusetts and other eastern states. A handful from my parish were there but people came from everywhere to be here on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After Mass we had time to go eat. I was thinking of bailing on hearing the speakers, but I told my friend I’d get a bite to eat with her. I ended up going to listen to Mairead Maguire, a Nobel peace prize winner from Belfast, Northern Ireland who witnessed violence firsthand in the 70s, when a British soldier shot and fired at a suspected IRA terrorist, who while driving, plowed into her nieces and nephews who were innocently walking down the street. Subsequently, she rallied up women and children who peacefully protested against all the violence in her country and has ever since then worked on the behalf of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She is a small, almost delicate looking woman, but the words she spoke were powerful. Her experiences are amazing and it was a privilege to hear her speak. She feels that all faiths and people need to come together to make it possible to abolish nuclear weapons. She said they are weapons of destruction and will not save anyone. How can we disagree with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The other woman to speak, was Jody Williams, an American Nobel winner, who worked to ban land mines, which, I believe after five years of tireless work, was achieved. She said her progression to the fight for ending nuclear weapons was natural. She grew up during the cold war and remembered her fears of the bomb as a child. She knew where the fallout shelters were in her hometown and worried that her own family didn’t have one. She saw how ludicrous the drills were in school and knew that huddling under her desk or against the wall in the gym wouldn’t save her from the bomb. Her memories and fears were familiar to most of the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She was a great speaker, powerful, witty and her words totally resonated with me. She would definitely be someone I’d love to take a class from or just sit and talk to over a long cup of coffee. I believe she teaches at the University of Houston. She challenged everyone in the room to work for peace—even if it’s just an hour a month—the rewards would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, I believe there are nine nations with nuclear weapons or capability. Just imagine if one of the leaders of those nations suffers from some hysteria or delusion and allows a nuclear weapon to be detonated somewhere in the world? I shudder to think of the consequences. Just look at what the US did to Japan? This is&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Atomic_cloud_over_Hiroshima.jpg"&gt;cloud&lt;/a&gt; over Hiroshima after the bomb was dropped. I don’t have the words to even explain it. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atomic_bombings_of_Hiroshima_and_Nagasaki"&gt;Atomic Bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki&lt;/a&gt; The Trinity Test Site explosion pales in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Honestly, I don’t know if any of this post made any sense, or if I even conveyed a sense of anything I was feeling this weekend. I just know that the lives of these peace activists touched me and I probably have more that I can say. I took some pictures of the peaceful rally and may post them somewhere. They’re shots of faces in the crowd mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;posted at the lj earlier today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3061658639305055549?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3061658639305055549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3061658639305055549&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3061658639305055549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3061658639305055549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/08/give-peace-chance.html' title='Give Peace A Chance'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Snd97X6iIJI/AAAAAAAAECM/tE7YmcAHipc/s72-c/Blog+Quote+Open+Sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-4986755496548788155</id><published>2009-07-30T10:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:10:35.535-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Franciscans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Franciscan Friars'/><title type='text'>In the Spirt of St. Francis</title><content type='html'>This is a really neat story about a group of young Franciscan friars making a pilgrimage to a friary in Washington DC.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a teaser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;div id="byline"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://projects.washingtonpost.com/staff/articles/william+wan/" title="Send an e-mail to William Wan"&gt;William Wan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Washington Post Staff Writer &lt;br /&gt; Wednesday, July 29, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="article_body" style="padding-left: 10px;"&gt; &lt;span id="aptureStartContent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt; They've been mistaken for Jedi-wannabes headed to a Star Wars convention. They've been investigated by police, approached by strangers, gawked at from cars and offered gifts of crumpled dollar bills and Little Debbie snacks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trekking along more than 300 miles of dusty Virginia country roads and suburban highways, six Franciscan friars reached Washington on Tuesday, having seen it all during an offbeat modern-day quest for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First seen at &lt;a href="http://deacbench.blogspot.com/2009/07/take-hike.html"&gt;the Deacon's Bench&lt;/a&gt;, but the whole &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/07/28/AR2009072803220.html?sid=ST2009072803246"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; is at the Washington Post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-4986755496548788155?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4986755496548788155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=4986755496548788155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4986755496548788155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4986755496548788155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-spirt-of-st-francis.html' title='In the Spirt of St. Francis'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-55457876741762609</id><published>2009-07-28T21:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:35:07.845-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coyotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><title type='text'>Wild Life In the City</title><content type='html'>I've been exchanging comments with Jeff at &lt;a href="http://estamos-vivo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aun Estamos Vivos&lt;/a&gt; about &lt;a href="http://estamos-vivo.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-religion-gene-or-tribal-gene-they.html"&gt;this post,&lt;/a&gt; which is a must read, if we as believers are going to understand and engages in discussion with atheists and secular humanists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we started talking about coyotes in the comments. I don't think I posted these pictures here. But this is one of the breeding adults in the coyote pack that lives in my neighborhood. I think this is the male and the female was keeping watch. I was just out dog walking with only one of my dogs that night, I'd left Barkley home because it was late and I wanted to do a fast walk around the dirt trails in back of my house. My subdivision is all fenced in, which includes the turf of the coyotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SjcImz_kxWI/AAAAAAAADYA/yufJyGJQHKw/s512/IMG_1676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SjcImz_kxWI/AAAAAAAADYA/yufJyGJQHKw/s512/IMG_1676.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few more coyote pictures in this &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/anamericangirl/ParkPlazaWildLife?authkey=Gv1sRgCLrx9rH44u2g2gE&amp;amp;feat=directlink"&gt;album&lt;/a&gt;, plus some other shots around my neighborhood. But this was my favorite shot from that night. It was getting late and we weren't too far away. He was surprisingly patient with us, considering my dog probably outweighed him by 30 pounds. He and his mate followed us a bit after we were done. We cut through their territory to get to the path and they didn't really care for that. Surely, they were protecting their pups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SjcIoTnd0hI/AAAAAAAADYQ/_z6WxX9VmPo/s512/IMG_1684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SjcIoTnd0hI/AAAAAAAADYQ/_z6WxX9VmPo/s512/IMG_1684.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-55457876741762609?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/55457876741762609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=55457876741762609&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/55457876741762609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/55457876741762609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/wild-life-in-city.html' title='Wild Life In the City'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SjcImz_kxWI/AAAAAAAADYA/yufJyGJQHKw/s72-c/IMG_1676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-1791169161702764063</id><published>2009-07-26T19:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:13:12.685-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lindsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funerals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><title type='text'>So Much More Aware</title><content type='html'>Guh... I have no clue where to start this post or what else to post about right now. I have a few thoughts about today's readings. While, Father was talking about how all fragments were important and should not be left behind, for a second, an image of the crumbs of Jesus being left behind and I got a bit sad about that. I'm in an emotionally weird place. I've been to too many funerals this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm really tired these days. Tired of fighting with my dad. Tired of bad news. Tired of teens being killed in stupid accidents, probably caused by drunk drivers. It's been a long week because one of my young cousins was killed in a horrible accident. It didn't make a lot of media coverage here, like the one last month. In some ways, I'm glad about that, but in other ways, I think teens (well everyone)  should know just how precious life is and how easily it can end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I think I'm still numb. My cousin's mother is one of my older first cousins, but for the most part my extended family is pretty close. Every now and then I have lunch with my cousins. We call it the cousns' lunch. Three of the four of us don't have sisters, two of us are only children and the one who lost her daughter, lost her closest sister and nephew  in a tragic accident  three years ago. She has two other sisters but doesn't spend much time with them, so it's the cousins who've come together in a new-found friendship and sisterhood of sorts. For all our differences, I have a great time with my cousins. I joke that I'm the baby still. And the death her daughter has hit us all quite hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this young, beautiful woman grow up. I got to know her in the last couple of years, as she blossomed into a bright, charming young lady, with lots of promise, hopes and dreams. Knowing she's gone, there is an ache and sadness in my heart. For many other reasons, which I won't mention in this blog, the week was sad and stessful. I was glad on Friday when there wasn't a day to see each other and mourn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't intend to post about this and I may come back and edit it and revise it, but I must say, thank God for our faith. I couldn't imagine how a parent could get through the loss of a child and not have a faith in God to get him or her through it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-1791169161702764063?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1791169161702764063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=1791169161702764063&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1791169161702764063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1791169161702764063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-much-more-aware.html' title='So Much More Aware'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8035378065891910137</id><published>2009-07-17T23:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:23:07.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Muppets Tonight - Benedictine Monkees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/R3ujWloEbAA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/R3ujWloEbAA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They're even tonsured! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8035378065891910137?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8035378065891910137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8035378065891910137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8035378065891910137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8035378065891910137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/muppets-tonight-benedictine-monkees.html' title='Muppets Tonight - Benedictine Monkees'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-5607057483166249639</id><published>2009-07-16T22:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:44:21.292-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog stories'/><title type='text'>Have A Little Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SmABPU0UTiI/AAAAAAAAEA8/sg-gLY2Tr_8/s1600-h/Estrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SmABPU0UTiI/AAAAAAAAEA8/sg-gLY2Tr_8/s400/Estrella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359284919368699426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Archdiocese of Washington blog had&lt;a href="http://blog.adw.org/2009/07/things-we-can-learn-from-dogs/"&gt; a wonderful post&lt;/a&gt; reminding us all about the joy of dogs. At the end was a video of a two-legged dogs named "Faith". Watch the video at the end. You'll smile, maybe cry happy tears but you will be amazed at this wonderful dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still missing Barkley like crazy around the Casa de Maria but Estrella and I are doing ok. The vet's office called to say his ashes were ready for me to pick up last week. I have yet to get them, but will go tomorrow as I have to be in and around town tomorrow. For days Estrella didn't really talk to me nor did she want to eat, but I attribute some of that to the heat. Anyway, it will be better in time around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Estrella will lounge anywhere, even when the cover to her bed is being washed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-5607057483166249639?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5607057483166249639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=5607057483166249639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5607057483166249639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5607057483166249639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-little-faith.html' title='Have A Little Faith'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SmABPU0UTiI/AAAAAAAAEA8/sg-gLY2Tr_8/s72-c/Estrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-9219521699818972557</id><published>2009-07-15T21:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:20:17.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Fe Turns 400</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/m0dcL6Y8WXQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/m0dcL6Y8WXQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I posted at the LJ but I thought I'd post this video celebrating the 400th anniversary of Santa Fe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-9219521699818972557?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/9219521699818972557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=9219521699818972557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/9219521699818972557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/9219521699818972557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/santa-fe-turns-400.html' title='Santa Fe Turns 400'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-4345865566720067666</id><published>2009-07-13T22:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:00:17.249-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Related to the picture in the last post, I want to know what I'm doing outside wearing a turtleneck, a sweater and no obvious sign of bottoms? Must talk to my mother about that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-4345865566720067666?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4345865566720067666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=4345865566720067666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4345865566720067666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4345865566720067666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/related-to-picture-in-last-post-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-720313528142181001</id><published>2009-07-13T22:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:08:27.330-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father Martin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anti-catholicism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>I'm Going Outside, Mother</title><content type='html'>Blogging Burn Out or so it seems. I'm not reading much these days and my posting has been little as far as content goes these days. Besides, it's hot here in Santa Fe these days, and I don't think they'd let me move into Starbucks for the AC. I've been escaping from the heat by going for an Iced Venti Chai and writing (or trying to write) for an hour or so in the cool, refreshing land of refrigerated air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am outside in my backyard (thank God we have no humidity in New Mexico), and I just spent the evening reading some of Fr. James Martin's newest posts over at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americamagazine.org/blog/entry.cfm?blog_id=2&amp;amp;id=78922777-3048-741E-7605907718818600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SlwO6XEE_KI/AAAAAAAAEA0/oc-0ZIDbMA4/s1600-h/Maria+Doesn%27t+Play+Golf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SlwO6XEE_KI/AAAAAAAAEA0/oc-0ZIDbMA4/s400/Maria+Doesn%27t+Play+Golf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358174052450368674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americamagazine.org/blog/entry.cfm?blog_id=2&amp;amp;id=78922777-3048-741E-7605907718818600"&gt;The Mysteries of Childhood&lt;/a&gt; made me think about my own childhood back in the mid-to-late 70s and how innocent and easy it all seemed. My mom stayed home, I grew up a neighborhood with a whole bunch of kids and our parents would late us play in the cul-de-sac till it got dark. We actually played. None of us had video games or any of the stuff kids have now. None of us were latch-key kids, though my generation was the first for that. We all had married parents, we were all Cathol ic and our experiences were all pretty much alike. It's funny, now that my friends have kids, their children's childhoods are/were so different. I really could relate to Fr. Martin's perspective in the article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I read a piece he wrote criticizing &lt;a href="http://www.americamagazine.org/blog/entry.cfm?blog_id=2&amp;amp;id=17165259-3048-741E-9469902689762112"&gt;an article in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the New Yorker&lt;/span&gt;  about Nuns&lt;/a&gt;. I don't have a subscription to the New Yorker so I couldn't read it all, but the snippet Fr. Martin posted was enough to leave a bad taste in my mouth. I then followed his links in the article and read &lt;a href="http://www.americamagazine.org/content/article.cfm?article_id=606"&gt;a piece he wrote several years ago  about Anti-Catholicism.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, Anti-Catholicism was something I never experienced on a personal level. I was never ridiculed for being Catholic. I had some misguided attempts to be converted or saved by family members or friends  who left the church, but they were never nasty about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned about places where Anti-Catholicism was prevelant in my history classes, but it was always distant, far from my own experience. As I said, everyone I knew was Catholic, my hometown is historically Catholic and so, no one ever dared to preach intolerance or hate against Catholics here. Now, you find some churches, pastors and others preaching certain messages. But I never knew it existed before till I hopped on the Internet and in my wanderings stumbled upon it. I think I've said this here before, but still, it astonishes me how it is acceptiable to pick on Catholics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate the protrayals of our religious and priests in TV/Movies and Books. And the thing is, if you find a positive portrayal of  say a priest in a novel or a movie, someone is always looking for a scandal. As a writer, and looking back on my fiction, I've noticed that it's highly Catholic or heavily influenced by my Catholic upbringing. Not all my characters are "good, practicing Catholics" but they're Catholic by culture, history, tradition and experiences. I probably am writing to a limited audience, but hopefully an audience who can appreciate my take on the faith. And my priest character, sad to say, is happy, well-adjusted and won't get caught up in any kind of scandal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will say again how much I enjoy Fr. Martin's writings and his thoughts over at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still a few Novena posts I want to finish and if anyone is interested I'll still post the slideshow I still intend on putting together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-720313528142181001?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/720313528142181001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=720313528142181001&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/720313528142181001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/720313528142181001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogging-burn-out-or-so-it-seems.html' title='I&apos;m Going Outside, Mother'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SlwO6XEE_KI/AAAAAAAAEA0/oc-0ZIDbMA4/s72-c/Maria+Doesn%27t+Play+Golf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-1111212504478875441</id><published>2009-07-06T23:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:23:09.246-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz results'/><title type='text'>What Kind of Catholic Am I?</title><content type='html'>I think just a Catholic. Though, I've been told that I'm a closeted rad-trad, which I kind of agree wtih. I think I took &lt;a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/section/quiz/index.asp?sectionID=200&amp;surveyID=95"&gt;this quiz at belief.net&lt;/a&gt; once, but I can't find my original result. I'm a &lt;a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/Faiths/Christianity/Catholic/2000/08/What-Kind-Of-Catholic-Are-You.aspx#modprogressive"&gt;Moderate Traditional Catholic &lt;/a&gt;according to the my result. 72 out of 100. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that they link to an &lt;a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/Faiths/Christianity/Catholic/2006/02/Father-Oprah-Explains-How-To-Make-Love-Last.aspx"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt;from "Father Oprah" about making love last. I hope he knew what he was talking about, as he is now a married, well, not really married man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-1111212504478875441?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1111212504478875441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=1111212504478875441&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1111212504478875441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1111212504478875441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-kind-of-catholic-am-i.html' title='What Kind of Catholic Am I?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-4939473633364907931</id><published>2009-07-06T22:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:36:12.345-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my characters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>The Hands of a Priest</title><content type='html'>I was working on a scene in one of my stories. It looks like my character Andrew will get his own story someday, but he's with his sister Isabel as they're contemplating their lives without each other as they've now graduated from college and are taking jobs in two different cities, he in DC and she in Albuquerque. It's the first time they've been away from each other. She reaches out and makes a comment about his hands. I'm not sure what she's going to say exactly but it's sort of foreshadowing to the fact that he's going to become a priest one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I googled " a priest's hands" to see if what I could find and I found this poem &lt;a href="http://www.catholictradition.org/Eucharist/priests1.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and thought it was pretty and worth remembering. I'll find the right words for her to say to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I've noticed that all the priests I know have beautiful hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: georgia;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CMARIAF%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt; 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their dignity stands all alone;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;And when we are tempted and wander&lt;br /&gt;to pathways of shame and sin,&lt;br /&gt;It's the hand of a priest that will absolve&lt;br /&gt;us----not once, but again and again;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;And when we are taking life's partner,&lt;br /&gt;other hands may prepare us a feast,&lt;br /&gt;But the hand that will bless and unite&lt;br /&gt;us is the beautiful hand of a priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;God bless them  and keep them all holy&lt;br /&gt;For the Host which their fingers caress;&lt;br /&gt;When can a poor sinner do better than&lt;br /&gt;to ask Him to guide thee and bless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;When the hour of death comes upon us&lt;br /&gt;may our courage and strength be increased.&lt;br /&gt;By seeing raised over us in anointing the&lt;br /&gt;beautiful hands of a priest!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-4939473633364907931?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4939473633364907931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=4939473633364907931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4939473633364907931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4939473633364907931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/hands-of-priest.html' title='The Hands of a Priest'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8404346875186655206</id><published>2009-07-05T22:09:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:03:31.479-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you tube videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiots on the Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anti-catholicism'/><title type='text'>Call Me Amused!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SdGIE_cD9bI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/JXZh3tRvISU/s512/IMG_1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 242px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SdGIE_cD9bI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/JXZh3tRvISU/s512/IMG_1404.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I need some humor. I was doing my nightly blog-surfing and found myself amused watching this horribly Anti-Catholic&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=965VwzvpFkU"&gt; video at You Tube &lt;/a&gt;because &lt;a href="http://thecrescat.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay-i-am-new-poster-child-for-catholic.html"&gt;Carolina Cannonball, authoress of the blog The Crescat, posted it&lt;/a&gt;. Apparently her home altar was the first image featured in the video, as it talks about how Catholics worship idols. I don't have a home altar, but I do have various retablos of the Saints scattered around my house, a couple of them have been blessed. Anyway, as I'm passively watching, I spot this image in the video. It's an old Spanish Crucifix that is in the chapel of La Conquistadora in the Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi in Santa Fe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in Santa Fe, I never really experienced or witnessed anything that I would call Anti-Catholic. This is a historically Catholic city, but now as an adult, I've encountered it, but not on the grand scale as in other communities in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the first time I ever saw a Chick Tract was a couple of years ago and that was online. I had never heard of Jack Chick before in my life. Hard to believe he's been in the anti-Catholic business all these years and I'd never heard of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go back and finish my reflections on the recent Novena to Our Lady and post more pictures of a statue all dressed up pretty now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8404346875186655206?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8404346875186655206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8404346875186655206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8404346875186655206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8404346875186655206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/call-me-amused.html' title='Call Me Amused!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SdGIE_cD9bI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/JXZh3tRvISU/s72-c/IMG_1404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8995180867311244981</id><published>2009-07-04T17:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T18:13:43.344-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Franciscan Sisters of the Rewnewal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Franciscan Friars of the Renewal'/><title type='text'>You Learn Something New Everyday.</title><content type='html'>So this photo got me wondering about &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/anamericangirl/2009LaConquistadoraNovenaReturnProcession?authkey=Gv1sRgCIbjr53j6ZfnjgE#5352889948671478978"&gt;these religious&lt;/a&gt;. I'd been seeing the brothers (well, friars) around at various events in the archdiocese as of late. It turns out they are Franciscan Friars of the Renewal and there is a &lt;a href="http://cfr-newmexico.com/"&gt;friary &lt;/a&gt;in Albuquerque. I remember reading a news story about them in the Albuquerque Journal around Easter, but it didn't dawn on me who they were that day at the procession. The women were their counterparts, &lt;a href="http://www.franciscansisterscfr.com/"&gt;the Franciscan Sisters of the Renewal.&lt;/a&gt; The sisters threw me off as I didn't think we had many religious in town, except for the Carmelites and they are cloistered. But they are here in New Mexico for the bible study that the Friars do every summer. There is mention of it on their history &lt;a href="http://cfr-newmexico.com/index.cfm?load=page&amp;amp;page=151"&gt;page.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so now, I am no longer stumped. Perhaps I'll send pictures to both the communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've added their website to the sidebar and I think I'll expand sites that I add in days to come. I really like their mission and think it would be a community worthy of giving my support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8995180867311244981?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8995180867311244981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8995180867311244981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8995180867311244981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8995180867311244981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-learn-something-new-everyday.html' title='You Learn Something New Everyday.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7721610029263888466</id><published>2009-07-04T16:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T17:48:34.902-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List of Novena Posts'/><title type='text'>In Honor of La Conquistadora</title><content type='html'>Finally getting to my Novena posts from this year. This will serve as an Index to all my thoughts and reflections from this year's Novena. I have pictures up and will post reflections from the various days, if there was something profound to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, this Novena to the Blessed Mother is held every year, as a promise kept to Don Diego De Vargas who lead the reconquest of New Mexico in 1692 after the Pueblo Revolt of 1680. The statue of Mary that was brought here in 1625 is believed to be the oldest image of Our Lady in the US and she is thought to be over 600 years old. She was made in Spain of Willow wood and she truly is gorgeous. She's had various incarnations. First she was Our Lady of the Rosary but became La Conquistadora after the reconquest. In the early 90's I believe, "Our Lady of Peace" was added to her title and that is what my parish is named after. Holy Mary of Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The statue is kept, now behind locked security gates, at the Cathedral Basilica, but for eight days she leaves her place in her chapel, (which is the only original part of the church left, it dates back to the early 1600's. The parish is roughly 400 years old, while the Cathedral is about 125 years old) and she is carried in procession from the Cathedral to the Rosario Chapel, which is in the where Catholic cemetery is as well. This was the place where the Spanish made their camp in the days they made their return. Don Diego prayed and asked for Our Lady's intercession to make it a peaceful reconquest and should it be successful, he would honor her every year with a novena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novena has been going on for nearly 300 years. Everyday a different parish sponsors a Mass, her clothing is changed. She has hundreds of outfits. The music is always traditional, Spanish hymns, we sing Mary's Magnificat in Latin, and recite a prayer in Spanish that was written for this novena. The Masses are beautiful. I can only imagine back in my mom's day, when they were probably High Latin Sung Masses. I'll write up more if anyone really wants to know about the history. There are plenty of links in the sidebar of this blog if you're curious to learn more on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of Easter being late, the Novena this year started on Father's Day. Friday and Saturday before I attended a great Evangelization Conference for the archdiocese. I haven't posted about it but may still. I learned a lot, but it was nice to be among so many Catholics. We are a pretty cool group of people en masse. So, I had two days of spiritual recharging before the Novena actually started. The Novena comes at a time when I think I most need it. Christmas and Easter season are wonderfully fulfilling, but there is a definitely lull right after the end of Easter and as we transition into Ordinary Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point, I want to compile the hundreds of pictures I took and put them into a slide show, but for now, I'll share with you all a picture from each day, with thoughts, reflections and feelings about that day's Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass One.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/say-yes-to-god.html"&gt;Mass Two.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/stunned-to-silence.html"&gt;Mass Three.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/she-is-our-biggest-advocate.html"&gt;Mass Four.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-lady-of-peace.html"&gt;Mass Five.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/gifts-from-god.html"&gt;Mass Six.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/abandon-oneself-to-god.html"&gt;Mass Seven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-spirit-rejoices-in-god-my-savior.html"&gt;Return Procession.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/hail-holy-queen.html"&gt;Mass Nine. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;As always, with any photos I post but most especially my own photographs, feel free to download and save the image, but if you re-post, please credit me and include a link back to my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7721610029263888466?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7721610029263888466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7721610029263888466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7721610029263888466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7721610029263888466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-honor-of-la-conquistadora.html' title='In Honor of La Conquistadora'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3974331500627050808</id><published>2009-07-02T22:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:22:08.196-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barkley'/><title type='text'>Barkley... March 17, 1994 to July 2, 2009</title><content type='html'>In this blog I didn't talk much about my four-legged children. I had a beautiful dog named Barkley, named after Sir Charles, the basketball player. Yes, I admit it. Tonight I had to put him down. It hurt. It killed me and broke my heart into a thousand pieces. You see, Barkley was the first dog that was completely, wholly and unconditionally mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the greatest dog I ever had, not to say his sister, Estrella isn't. She's also incredibly wonderful. They're both very different and we're both sitting here kind of in shock. He was 15. I got him when he was about 6 weeks old. He was so little. He was Shepherd and Chow, and I think a bit coyote. He was a little red fluffball those first few months. The puppy pictures are in an album and not scanned in, but he was adorable, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/0001ccey/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/0001ccey/s320x240" border="0" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never had many health troubles. Three years ago, he had a knee injury and while it always bothered him, he bounced back. He was stubborn. He was always ready to go. About two years ago, he lost his ability to jump up onto the bed or into the back of the 4Runner but I'd happily help him up. He was a great dog at sensing my moods, always comforting me when i was sad or upset. Last fall, I noticed he was starting to get hungry, I mean ravenous and this spring, it seemed to get worse, to the point where he'd try to steal food off the table. When I took him in April, the blood work and tests came back abnormal. I was supposed to take him back for a Cushings Disease test and screening. I kinda figured that I'd do that today, as I was taking him in for a weird eye thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we walked. Sometimes, I'd leave him at home when I'd want to take a long walk for exercise, but we went, Barkley, Estrella and me. I always walked him off leash so he could walk at his own pace. We walked several times this week and he was happy. I noticed yesterday or so he didn't want cookies, so something was coming. We ran into one of my good friends and her dog Amber. They were great dog friends. He gave her dog kisses, talked to Barbara and was just so happy last night. Two weeks ago he scared off a coyote. I honestly didn't think it would be our last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a funeral to go to this morning. Everything seemed ok this morning, but when I got home I noticed his eye was red, swollen and full of puss. I wondered if we should go to the vet today or wait till tomorrow. I called to make sure they were open tomorrow then decided to run an errand and probably take him tomorrow, but I just knew I couldn't treat the eye, so I called my mom and asked her to go with me. We picked up the dog and then went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet was very nice, compassionate. When she determined there wasn't anything under his third eyelid-- I though he might have got something in his eye last night-- she said it could be an abscess or a tumor. She wanted to draw some blood before she gave him anesthesia. She was worried that he might not be able to handle the anesthesia and I worried a bit too. He lost 5 more pounds since April. He'd always been about 57-60 pounds and was down to 47 in April. She told me what it would probably cost, which freaked me a bit but if it could be treated, of course I'd do it. Then I thought what if he dies during the procedure? What if it's untreatable? I didn't want him to die and me not be there. God... could I really put him down right then and there? I decided that I didn't want the call, that it wouldn't be fair to put him through all those tests to determine he was really sick. She also worried that he might be diabetic. The first test in April showed no signs of diabetes, but that would have explained the rapid weight loss I think. Anyway, I decided that it was time to let him go. It killed me to sign the papers but it wasn't fair to make him suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were compassionate and kind. I was with him before and during. He slipped away so fast. He got up and wanted me to pick him up and bring him home I guess. I nearly lost it and almost changed my mind. I loved him, held him, caressed him and stayed with him. I didn't remove his collar till after he was gone. He never liked to be without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home later and had to tell Estrella. Not sure how you can tell another dog her sibling wasn't coming home. When I showed her his collar she dashed out looking for him. She climbed inot the dog house, which was his but he never used and stayed there. I sat on the lawn trying to coax her out but she didn't come out till my parents arrived with something to eat. She was with him all day and she's been so senstive to him lately, that I think she knew. I never took him anywhere without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... that's the story of Barkley and his last day. It's probably not the most articulate post I could have ever made but, it's hard to let a beloved animal go. Hell, I get so mad when people use Euphemisms for death and here I am doing it in this post. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair that their lives are so short. They bring such joy and pleasure into our lives that it's hard when it's time to say goodbye. I'll miss him so much. So, now it's just us girls at the Casa De Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/00079e13/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/00079e13/s320x240" border="0" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3974331500627050808?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3974331500627050808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3974331500627050808&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3974331500627050808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3974331500627050808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/barkley.html' title='Barkley... March 17, 1994 to July 2, 2009'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-2070917647687718454</id><published>2009-06-30T21:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:04:48.162-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><title type='text'>Harder and Harder to Breathe</title><content type='html'>It's been a sad few days here in Santa Fe. When bad things happen, I realize that I still live in a small town. Granted the population is on the rise and once the city annexes all the areas it plans to in the next few years, we'll be pushing a population of nearly 90,000, but as I said it's a small town. On Sunday morning, &lt;a href="http://www.santafenewmexican.com/Local%20News/Teens-killed-in-collision--man-arrested--officials-suspect-crash-was-alcohol-rel"&gt;four teens were killed in a horrible accident by an alleged drunk driver&lt;/a&gt;. The toxicology reports aren't back but it seems highly likely he was drunk. I'm sad for the teens, their parents and friends. A friend of mine knew one of the girls. She was close to her family and her daughter. It's been really sad here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty ambivalent and am not really grief stricken as I don't have a personal connection to these kids, but the fact that four teens died when they shouldn't have is tragic. Of course, I'm sad, how can anyone not be sad?  I'm also outraged. New Mexico may have tough DWI laws on the books, but it seems like that's where they are. They don't seem to be in use. We have one of the worst rates of drunk driving in the nation. I think I saw on the news we're #9 in the country. It's shameful to read the local news. Today a police officer for the city made news when was arrested for DWI over the weekend, there was a nother piece about a young man with 23 DWI arrests and nothing was done about it. I just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate stupid people. I am really intolerant to people who drink and then drive. Of course, I have issues regarding drinking as it is but that's another story and too personal to share in this blog. That's probably all I will post about this but I wanted to rant a little bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-2070917647687718454?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2070917647687718454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=2070917647687718454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2070917647687718454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2070917647687718454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/harder-and-harder-to-breathe.html' title='Harder and Harder to Breathe'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-5438212962150570158</id><published>2009-06-30T12:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:19:30.532-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch This Space</title><content type='html'>It's been quiet here. I know that. I will post something soon. Of course, it will all be blathering about the novena that I just finished, with pictures and reflections. Nothing anyone will want to read about, ;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-5438212962150570158?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5438212962150570158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=5438212962150570158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5438212962150570158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5438212962150570158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/watch-this-space.html' title='Watch This Space'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3178629393273949496</id><published>2009-06-29T13:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:42:01.378-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena Day Nine'/><title type='text'>Hail Holy Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_MbawfMzI/AAAAAAAAD8k/dGanaLSLBXk/s1600-h/Novena+Mass+Nine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_MbawfMzI/AAAAAAAAD8k/dGanaLSLBXk/s400/Novena+Mass+Nine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354723253378036530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3178629393273949496?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3178629393273949496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3178629393273949496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3178629393273949496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3178629393273949496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/hail-holy-queen.html' title='Hail Holy Queen'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_MbawfMzI/AAAAAAAAD8k/dGanaLSLBXk/s72-c/Novena+Mass+Nine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8907843167983502064</id><published>2009-06-28T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:40:20.472-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Return Procession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena 2009'/><title type='text'>My Spirit Rejoices In God My Savior</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_L18OzPCI/AAAAAAAAD8c/yR1HUERuc9U/s1600-h/Novena+Return+Procession.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_L18OzPCI/AAAAAAAAD8c/yR1HUERuc9U/s400/Novena+Return+Procession.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354722609528519714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8907843167983502064?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8907843167983502064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8907843167983502064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8907843167983502064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8907843167983502064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-spirit-rejoices-in-god-my-savior.html' title='My Spirit Rejoices In God My Savior'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_L18OzPCI/AAAAAAAAD8c/yR1HUERuc9U/s72-c/Novena+Return+Procession.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-2399371268821070532</id><published>2009-06-28T15:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:07:45.630-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena Day Seven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena 2009'/><title type='text'>Abandon Oneself to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_LGvxcwsI/AAAAAAAAD8U/dB4vx4n6Y5I/s1600-h/Novena+Mass+Seven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_LGvxcwsI/AAAAAAAAD8U/dB4vx4n6Y5I/s400/Novena+Mass+Seven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354721798730334914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like if there was a theme for this year's novena, it would have been healing. Of course the underlying theme was directed toward our Blessed Mother, emulating her in the ways we can, to rejoice in our God and say our yes to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's love for us is a strong and powerful thing. he has a plan for us and our lives, we must be open to it. It's hard to trust in His Will especially when we are battered, beaten and bloody both emotionally and spiritually. It is hard to let go of our doubts, fears and completely trust in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often when we are sick or a loved one is sick, we find ourselves alone, discomforted and afraid, God is with us and will never abandon us, but the trouble is that when we need to most we can't surrender ourselves to God. I think that is why the monsignor mentioned the following prayer. It reminds us of the need to abandon our whole selves to the Lord that he will be there for us and give us what we need, if we can surrender our fears and doubts and put our trust in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think for me, praying the psalms has opened up my mind and heart to God. Reading those ancient words, which have been read by so many before me-- saints, prophets, priests, the Lord Jesus himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-2399371268821070532?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2399371268821070532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=2399371268821070532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2399371268821070532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2399371268821070532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/abandon-oneself-to-god.html' title='Abandon Oneself to God'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_LGvxcwsI/AAAAAAAAD8U/dB4vx4n6Y5I/s72-c/Novena+Mass+Seven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3847283850212524760</id><published>2009-06-27T15:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:45:58.272-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena Day Six'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena 2009'/><title type='text'>Gifts From God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_Kunm2huI/AAAAAAAAD8M/ipPMbMLi1mw/s1600-h/Novena+Mass+Six.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_Kunm2huI/AAAAAAAAD8M/ipPMbMLi1mw/s400/Novena+Mass+Six.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354721384221542114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord, &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  and my spirit rejoices in God, my salvation. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;For he has shown me such favour –&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  me, his lowly handmaiden.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;Now all generations will call me blessed,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  because the mighty one has done great things for me.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;His name is holy,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  his mercy lasts for generation after generation&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  for those who revere him.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v gb"&gt;He has put forth his strength:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  he has scattered the proud and conceited,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  torn princes from their thrones;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  but lifted up the lowly.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;He has filled the hungry with good things;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  the rich he has sent away empty.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v gb"&gt;He has come to the help of his servant Israel,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  he has remembered his mercy as he promised to our fathers,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  to Abraham and his children for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v gb"&gt;Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  world without end.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 1:46-55&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3847283850212524760?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3847283850212524760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3847283850212524760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3847283850212524760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3847283850212524760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/gifts-from-god.html' title='Gifts From God'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_Kunm2huI/AAAAAAAAD8M/ipPMbMLi1mw/s72-c/Novena+Mass+Six.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-2626470655308771550</id><published>2009-06-27T11:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:05:30.253-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novena'/><title type='text'>A Little Bit More</title><content type='html'>It's day six of the Novena. I am writing my reflections down each day and trying to think about what I'm going to blog. I've been taking photographs, but I'm probably not going to post many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a glorious week that in addition to the Novena, I've been able to accomplish a few personal things. I've been going to the gym and getting in some good, healthy walking. I think I'll be back to my fast walking pace in another week or two. I'm enjoying the exercise and in just the two weeks I've been back at it, I feel a lot better and think I look a tad bit better. That's more wishful thinking than anything, but the energy level is back up, which is a good thing. I have put off the heavy yard work, as between the Novena, what work I've had and the exercise, I'm too tired to play in the garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also picked up my prayer life again. I've been praying the Office a bit more regularly and it really does enhance my mornings and evenings when I pray Lauds and Vespers. Granted, I'm always praying them later than I should, but I can't start and end my day without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finally got around to exchanging a birthday present. I was given Rick Warren's Purpose Driven Life-- he is so not my favorite religious figure out there-- and I was stumped as to why I was given that book. It seemed odd to me. So, I ended up with a Sunday Missal and I bought a book about New Mexico &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Santos&lt;/span&gt;. I feel so much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have family coming in later today and the rest of my extended family is getting together for a steak fry up in the mountains. I am looking forward to it but am dreading it as well because I'm so tired. I got up late this morning 5 am, but was on time to the chapel for Mass. It was nice, however  my favorite day is always Friday, not because it's my parish's day, it may be part of it, but it's always just the best Mass. The music is always traditional and well done, it's uplifting and just fills the chapel with joyful noise, Father's homily is always top notch and he sings most of the Mass. Both our deacons serve and it just feels really special.  Sunday morning is probably a close second, though on Tuesday there is also always a great homily and a lovely choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I shouldn't probably pick a favorite day and post it, should someone local ever discover this blog, it will appear that I am biased and I don't want that. Honestly, each day is special in its own way and I'm sure the members of the particular parishes feel just as strongly about their parish's day as I feel about mine. Odd thing is there is one parish in town in the years that I've been attending the Novena that doesn't sponsor a day and I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that sums up why I'm not really blogging much this week, but I will be back later when I have something really interesting to share. Off to get ready for the picnic. Grr. What happened to the monsoon rains? And I actually helped plan this family event, so I have to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-2626470655308771550?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2626470655308771550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=2626470655308771550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2626470655308771550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2626470655308771550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-bit-more.html' title='A Little Bit More'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-35468307039457467</id><published>2009-06-26T15:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:40:02.552-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena Day Five'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena 2009'/><title type='text'>Our Lady of Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_IvjTJjjI/AAAAAAAAD8E/BtenGhqUHnE/s1600-h/Novena+Mass+Five.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_IvjTJjjI/AAAAAAAAD8E/BtenGhqUHnE/s400/Novena+Mass+Five.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354719201221774898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's gospel was about the leper being healed and clean through the will of God. Apparently lepers and the ill were not cast out of because of their aliments but for the greater good of the community to keep them from getting ill. Sounds like semantics to me, but we do hide away the things we don't want to see in our communities. We try to pretend like we don't see the homeless man on the street, or the run-down neighborhoods where the poor, downtrodden or newly arrived live. We don't like bad parts of society. We'd rather hide it all away. I know I'm guilty of not wanting to see the bad sometimes. I think it's part of human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought wasn't something I thought about on the novena that day. I have come back to this post a month after the fact. I did jot down my thoughts, which I'll share now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Leper Colonies. Relegating the Lepers to a colony was not see ans a cold or heartless act, but one of mercy and compassion. In time, that mercy and compassion faded to fear and heartlessness, which we see today in the way we treat the undesirables of our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, as disciples, are called to spread the Good news. The Gospel today (well that day) shows how the Leper was healed and then shared the good news, though he was told to tell no one but the priest, who could declare him healed. Perhaps he did keep the news to himself, but surely the news of his cure spread. The Lord does wondrous things. God can heal minds and spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father then talked about Mary. He said a Mariologist said that through her intercession the whole world might be united. He mentioned that her shrine in Ephesus, people of many faiths make pilgrimages to where her home once existed-- the foundation remains. It surprised him that so many non-Christians found themselves there. She has brought many people to her son, she truly is the first disciple of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary is the mother of us all. All the great faiths acknowledge her, while they may not venerate or call upon her intercession, as we do as Catholics. They recognize her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think because Mary is a woman and a mother, she becomes someone we all can relate to our lives. Her struggles are akin to ours in many ways. We can model our lives after her.  We must remember her strength and courage when we are weak and suffering and need someone to follow. She can be our guide and bring us closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again Mary's yes to God should be an example to us all. We should be joyful and rejoice in God, Our Savior and say yes to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-35468307039457467?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/35468307039457467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=35468307039457467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/35468307039457467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/35468307039457467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-lady-of-peace.html' title='Our Lady of Peace'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_IvjTJjjI/AAAAAAAAD8E/BtenGhqUHnE/s72-c/Novena+Mass+Five.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-5816131417386720179</id><published>2009-06-25T15:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:30:26.208-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena Day Four'/><title type='text'>She Is Our Biggest Advocate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_H8ckqWcI/AAAAAAAAD78/uh_w7b7T2xU/s1600-h/Novena+Day+Four.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_H8ckqWcI/AAAAAAAAD78/uh_w7b7T2xU/s400/Novena+Day+Four.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354718323242850754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oddly enough, today's Mass while lovely, didn't really inspire me to write anything. The sponsoring parish was St. Anne's and the theme of Father's homily was that the Blessed Mother is everywhere, that she is our advocate to God and that we should always strive to better ourselves, avoid sin but know that we can seek God's forgiveness and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a day when I almost decided to stay home and sleep in. It took all the energy I had to roll out of bed and make it to the chapel on time for Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father also told a great story about the Three Archangels and how Michael reported back to God that the Blessed Mother was everywhere doing His will and that people knew her, especially the people of Santa Fe, who were doing a Novena in her honor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-5816131417386720179?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5816131417386720179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=5816131417386720179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5816131417386720179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5816131417386720179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/she-is-our-biggest-advocate.html' title='She Is Our Biggest Advocate'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_H8ckqWcI/AAAAAAAAD78/uh_w7b7T2xU/s72-c/Novena+Day+Four.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3569478192653257356</id><published>2009-06-24T15:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:21:34.297-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena Day Three'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena 2009'/><title type='text'>Stunned to Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_GXpFcrjI/AAAAAAAAD70/N0aqUZVtjUc/s1600-h/Novena+Day+Three.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_GXpFcrjI/AAAAAAAAD70/N0aqUZVtjUc/s400/Novena+Day+Three.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354716591434804786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the Solemnity of the Birth of St. John the Baptist. The sponsoring Parish was &lt;a href="http://www.ologsf.50webs.com/"&gt;Our Lady of Guadalupe&lt;/a&gt;, which is the city's second oldest parish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zachariah was stunned and speechless when he learned he was going to be a father. This wasn't all that unusual as we are all often stunned silent in our lives. We are so overjoyed with excitement we often cannot find the words to express how we feel. This was how it was for Zachariah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God fills us with good things, often we find ourselves surprised, content and feeling speechless. Sometimes we don't even find ourselves worthy of God's gifts and graces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should rejoice in God-- remember that he is always there to lift us up when we feel lowly or helpless. We could give up, as we often do-- as Zachariah and Elizabeth did-- they had come to accept the fate that they would never have a child. We learn to accept similar realities in our lives, only to be stunned silent by the generosity of our gracious God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can and will heal our spirit and he will never leave us, despite the fact we leave Him. Remember we are the ones who leave God, we get angry with him, lose patience and abandon HIm. He, however, waits patiently for us and he loves us fully and unconditionally. God's love never fails us and perhaps that is why we sometimes find ourselves speechless as we marvel at the wonder and awesome nature that is Our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The canticle of Zacarhiah should remind us how wonderful God is and we should always honor our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="v"&gt;Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  for he has come to his people and brought about their redemption.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;He has raised up the sign of salvation&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  in the house of his servant David,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;as he promised through the mouth of the holy ones,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  his prophets through the ages:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;to rescue us from our enemies&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  and all who hate us, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;to take pity on our fathers,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  to remember his holy covenant&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;and the oath he swore to Abraham our father,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  that he would give himself to us, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;that we could serve him without fear&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt; – freed from the hands of our enemies –&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;in uprightness and holiness before him,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  for all of our days.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v gb"&gt;And you, child, will be called the prophet of the Most High:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  for you will go before the face of the Lord to prepare his path,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;to let his people know their salvation,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  so that their sins may be forgiven.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;Through the bottomless mercy of our God,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  one born on high will visit us&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;to give light to those who walk in darkness,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  who live in the shadow of death;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  to lead our feet in the path of peace.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v gb"&gt;Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="vi"&gt;  world without end.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="v"&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 1: 68-79&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;As always, with any photos I post but most especially my own photographs, feel free to download and save the image, but if you re-post, please credit me and include a link back to my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3569478192653257356?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3569478192653257356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3569478192653257356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3569478192653257356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3569478192653257356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/stunned-to-silence.html' title='Stunned to Silence'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_GXpFcrjI/AAAAAAAAD70/N0aqUZVtjUc/s72-c/Novena+Day+Three.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7727520539931454937</id><published>2009-06-23T15:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:01:57.736-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena Day Two'/><title type='text'>Say Yes To God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_FSSxoM5I/AAAAAAAAD7s/blci-ho8yQU/s1600-h/Novena+Day+Two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_FSSxoM5I/AAAAAAAAD7s/blci-ho8yQU/s400/Novena+Day+Two.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354715400035120018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are thoughts I wrote down in my journal after today's Mass. Most of my ideas come from the morning's homily, so I'm probably doing nothing but paraphrasing what the priest said, but in any event, this is what I came away with today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be like Mary and let your spirit magnify and rejoice in the Lord. When we are weak, we are strong. Be poor in spirit and God will be there and fill our lives with all that we need. Riches on Earth are not gifts from God and they don't guarntee that we are a assured a place in Heaven. God fills and lifts up the lowly, just like he did with Mary-- she understood this and proclaimed in her beautiful "Magnifcat" that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"He has looked with favor on his lowly servant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Mary was the first disciple of Christ and she let God fill her heart. Though, she felt unworthy, she said yes to God. We need to be like Mary and say yes to God. If we trust in God, we will be strong. Our riches are in the Lord-- in Jesus our Savior. Trust in Him to be redeemed and saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God casts down the proud, the wicked, but raises the humble, gives good things to the poor. We should love God with our soul, we should proclaim his greatness and rejoice in Him, just as our Blessed Mother did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;As always, with any photos I post, but most especially my own photographs, feel free to download and save the image, but if you re-post, please credit me and include a link back to my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7727520539931454937?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7727520539931454937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7727520539931454937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7727520539931454937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7727520539931454937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/07/say-yes-to-god.html' title='Say Yes To God'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_FSSxoM5I/AAAAAAAAD7s/blci-ho8yQU/s72-c/Novena+Day+Two.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-4013031068942646568</id><published>2009-06-22T22:34:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:59:18.147-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical Mary article'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novena day one'/><title type='text'>Santa Maria, Madre Mia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_DqbmJrMI/AAAAAAAAD7k/UtLcb69xhHM/s1600-h/Novena+Day+One.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_DqbmJrMI/AAAAAAAAD7k/UtLcb69xhHM/s400/Novena+Day+One.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354713615696506050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;As always, with any photos I post, but most especially my own photographs, feel free to download and save the image, but if you re-post, please credit me and include a link back to my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-4013031068942646568?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4013031068942646568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=4013031068942646568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4013031068942646568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4013031068942646568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='Santa Maria, Madre Mia'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sk_DqbmJrMI/AAAAAAAAD7k/UtLcb69xhHM/s72-c/Novena+Day+One.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7037771594760510650</id><published>2009-06-22T11:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:31:34.232-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conquistadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novena'/><title type='text'>Eh... Not So Much</title><content type='html'>The Novena has officially started. I may post reflections day by day. I didn't take many pictures of the procession. I wish I'd have written a free-lance article for one of the local papers. The one in the New Mexican wasn't great and didn't quite capture the real experience or history of the Novena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if I'll post pictures daily like I did last year. I am taking pictures and will take pictures of the procession as it comes back. Like I said regarding the Corpus Christi procession. It's hard to take pictures and be a participant. Nevertheless, if I get good ones, I might post one per day.  We'll see. So far, I'm not overly motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Mass wasn't overwhelming or extraordinary like the first Mass usually is. It was nice, it was lovely and the homily was very good, but it wasn't awe-inspiring. Maybe my expectations are too high. I'll revisit this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7037771594760510650?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7037771594760510650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7037771594760510650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7037771594760510650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7037771594760510650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/eh-not-so-much.html' title='Eh... Not So Much'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-97147216077480599</id><published>2009-06-16T20:38:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:57:00.805-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pro-life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pro-choice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abortion'/><title type='text'>In The Pro-Life Closet</title><content type='html'>For a million reasons plus one,  &lt;a href="http://parenting.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/06/16/choosing-not-to-keep-the-baby/?src=twt&amp;amp;twt=nytimes"&gt;this article/personal opinion piece in the New York Times blog&lt;/a&gt; by a young pregnant grad student posting why she's going to end her pregnancy makes me very sad. I don't and really won't discuss abortion in this blog.   I can't, but I'm having a gut reaction right now so bear with me while I work out these thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, it's a hard subject to discuss with a group of women friends, with close family  let alone the masses on the Internet. I am a woman and I could have walked in her shoes before. I never would have had an abortion at 22.  However, I am not going to stand in judgment of her either. I can't. It's not my place. This is why I don't talk about this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known women who have had them. I have friends who have accompanied young women to abortion clinics and I can't judge them either. I won't get up on a moral high horse or yell from my soap box that I disagree with their choices. They were theirs to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say my position has changed dramatically as I've grown up. In school, the naive girl I was, I had no idea what abortion was. I just knew we had to pray really hard for its end. When I was in school, the ten-year anniversary of Roe V. Wade passed and we had a teacher, a former nun, lead us in prayers to see an end to abortion. It left an impression on me, though, in college, my politics and identity as a feminist lead me to become pro-choice.  Every woman I knew and friend I had was, and it just seemed to be the right position to take as a young woman. Thank God, I never had to make that choice. In fact the one time I thought I was pregnant, I hoped and prayed for it to be so, even though I knew I would have to do it on my own. Obviously, it wasn't meant to be.  As I've gotten older, I've become anti-abortion. Possibly because I am older, maybe, hopefully wiser, and still hopeful that I'll still be a mother one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it makes me very, very sad that this woman is choosing to end her pregnancy, but it is her decision to make. But I'd be one of many women in line to adopt that child or any child that isn't wanted. I guess that is what breaks my heart the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, a young mother in Albuquerque, took the life of her 3-year-old son. It was tragic, devastating and unlike this girl, she felt desperate and didn't have the same choices this girl has. She didn't have anyone to turn to, she didn't seek any help and she did the one thing that she thought was best. To outsiders, it was unfathomable, devastating and tragic. To her, only God knows and how incredibly lonely and sad it must have been to feel so  desperate that she took her own child's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this young grad student's situation any more different? If so, how?  I can't believe I even wrote this post up because this is not something I feel like I can discuss, but since the death of Dr. Tiller, I've been struggling to articulate my feelings and I think because of his murder, I've gone further into the closet about being pro-life. I honestly don't know if that makes sense... I can't even imagine telling my best friend this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might pick this up later, because I do have thoughts about the death of Dr. Tiller, the pro-life movement, the pro-choice movement and why I don't think there will ever be common ground and why I think I like the closet best right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Also, this post might self-destruct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-97147216077480599?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/97147216077480599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=97147216077480599&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/97147216077480599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/97147216077480599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-pro-life-closet.html' title='In The Pro-Life Closet'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3957456374597982705</id><published>2009-06-14T20:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:53:38.874-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slide show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corpus Christi'/><title type='text'>My Lord and My God</title><content type='html'>Corpus Christi pictures to come to this space shortly. I took tons and tons. Some came out nicely. I like taking pictures of religious events but don't always feel "right" taking pictures. It's hard to be reverent and prayerful and capture a moment in time. So I did my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also a cold, rainy day and we stopped walking the procession after the fifth station, which was the altar set up by my parish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also heard the new bells ring at the Cathedral. They are gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="32"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="600" height="400" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fanamericangirl%2Falbumid%2F5347422617307463745%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCOaDsoPG1Li4ngE%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/lj-embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3957456374597982705?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3957456374597982705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3957456374597982705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3957456374597982705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3957456374597982705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-lord-and-my-god.html' title='My Lord and My God'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-2074033959937419706</id><published>2009-06-13T23:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:32:13.099-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Church in Europe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I recently discovered&lt;a href="http://www.wordonfire.org/Home.aspx"&gt; Fr. Robert Barron at World on Fire&lt;/a&gt;. He's a powerful speaker and puts together great videos and sermons about the faith, the Church and everything else. I just watched this clip about what happened to the Church in Europe (h/t to the blog of the Archdiocese of Washington). I found it especially interesting as a Catholic, a wanna be European traveler and a writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbL0wAiZ1P4&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbL0wAiZ1P4&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-2074033959937419706?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2074033959937419706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=2074033959937419706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2074033959937419706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2074033959937419706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-recently-discovered-fr.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-2841856982872099585</id><published>2009-06-12T00:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:09:06.550-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2008/05/corpus-christi.html"&gt;Last year's Corpus Christi post&lt;/a&gt;. I'll post this year's picture and reflections in this spot Sunday or Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next weekend I'll be attending the Archdiocese of Santa Fe's 2009 Evangelization Conference &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hear…Speak…Live…the Word of God”      &lt;br /&gt;Friday and Saturday, June 19–20, 2009&lt;br /&gt;        Albuquerque Convention Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds interesting. I can't find the website link where all the info was, but I'm looking forward to it, and I'm not. I am hoping someone I know will go as I'm not good at going to conferences and events like this on my own. My aunt talked about going, in fact, she mentioned it to me months ago but she hadn't registered last time I talked to her. I'll give her a call tomorrow or over the weekend. I am not looking forward to driving back on Friday night but I don't want to stay in a hotel and I definitely don't want to stay with anyone down in Alb. I have plenty of friends that I could stay with but I like sleeping in my own bed. I'm wondering if the&lt;a href="http://www.nmrailrunner.com/"&gt; Rail Runner &lt;/a&gt;will be an option for me for at least Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Novena starts on Sunday with the procession from the Cathedral to the Rosario Chapel at the cemetery. I will have to get a picture of my great-grandfather's grave on one of those days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-2841856982872099585?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2841856982872099585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=2841856982872099585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2841856982872099585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2841856982872099585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-years-corpus-christi-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-4795392190743960751</id><published>2009-06-10T20:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:53:16.030-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Walking on Sunshine.</title><content type='html'>Rain makes the world or my little piece of it seem all that much brighter. This morning I woke up to a great morning rain, several hours of heavy rain, actually. It wasn't warm enough to open the window to smell it and listen to it, but it was truly lovely. By noon, it had cleared up to a lovely New Mexico blue sky, but a couple hours later it  clouded up again and rained even more. Now, it's gorgeous outside. The ground is soaked, everything is fresh and clean. I contemplated heading to the gym to work out, then I thought about going to a movie, but ended up driving around town with the sunroof open, the windows down and the Goo Goo Dolls playing on the CD player while I ran errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember how long ago I cleaned out my college notebooks and papers, but awhile back I tossed most of those things while I saved notebook after notebook with stories and ideas for stories. In college it was mostly Highlander fanfiction, but before that, it was mostly teenage angst. I still have a vague recollection about some of my stories, but I don't want to venture to guess what some of the plotlines were or who the characters were based on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I am on a quest to find a paper I wrote Junior year for Religion class. I had to write about the Death Penalty and I didn't quite grasp the concept of Capital Punishment then.  It was probably the first real research paper I had to tackle and so I worked really hard. I ended up with an A, but for the life of me I can't remember what I wrote and I saw it when I was cleaning out my school boxes and I can't find it for the life of me now. I know I saved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid the notebooks and other papers, I found old Trapper Binders from high school filled with story after story written in long hand. I wrote hundreds of pages. I didn't read through them because I was a bit too scared to look at them, but now I know why I didn't care all that much about high school, I was too busy becoming an unpublished novelist. There is some really craptastic poetry too. I mean that. I am a lousy poet. I envy you guys who write and post poetry and it really is mostly you "guys".  It blows me away how poets can express such poignant and profound thoughts in so few words, meanwhile, I ramble on probably losing track of my whole point, which of course anyone reading this journal should be able to figure out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day. Now I'm off to have dinner with my folks, which I still do a couple of times a week. For those playing along, dinner tonight will be, orange roughy, corn, baked potatoes and salad. As, I'm not cooking, I know it will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought the poodle doodle back with me and walked him home, together with Estrella. It was a nice evening for a walk, but you know, it's gonna to amaze me when I'm sore. You don't think walking is so hard, but it can be a great workout, especially when you've a precarious hold on two four-legged beasts. I think two miles is Estrella's limit though. She's sacked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted at the lj earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-4795392190743960751?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4795392190743960751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=4795392190743960751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4795392190743960751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4795392190743960751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/walking-on-sunshine.html' title='Walking on Sunshine.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8159507136655407039</id><published>2009-06-09T21:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:45:34.623-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><title type='text'>59 Years as a priest.</title><content type='html'>A nice feature story about Franciscan Priest Fr. Crispin, in the&lt;a href="http://www.santafenewmexican.com/Local%20News/Keeping-tradition-alive"&gt; Santa Fe New Mexican&lt;/a&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;He's been in New Mexico for 55 years and had been at the Cathedral for many years and is beloved and though retired, still active as a priest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8159507136655407039?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8159507136655407039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8159507136655407039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8159507136655407039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8159507136655407039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/59-years-as-priest.html' title='59 Years as a priest.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-5678537255081361189</id><published>2009-06-09T15:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:27:50.968-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><title type='text'>The Trouble With Blogging...</title><content type='html'>Is that you have to blog. Lately, I've been trying to stay off the Internets. Not that anything is especially driving me crazy but I think I'm a bit burned out. I have a Livejournal-- three actually. One paid. One is for everything, another was just for writing and a third was for who knows what. Right now it's my health and fitness LJ. I got a few other ones that I have not used at all, I have a writing blog and now Facebook. I cannot keep up with it all! Guh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been adding blogs to my google reader and will probably update my blog roll later. There is a lot of good stuff out there. I'd love more traffic to this blog but honestly, I'm not sure I could keep up with the blogging to be able to make it worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling so detached from church these days. I haven't missed a Sunday in two years  years. I'm pretty content knowing that. I wish I could say I've been a bit more dilligent with prayer and my daily fitness routine. The Novena is coming up and I cannot wait. It comes at the perfect time when I'm most spiritually worn out. It refreshes my soul, it wakes me up spiritually and reminds me of just why I am a (practicing) Catholic.  I cannot wait for those early mornings. However, as chilly as it's been lately, I wonder if it's going to be good those days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new story idea in my head... so I have three stories mostly done, one new idea that I haven't fleshed out at all, and an even newer one that I've been writing to see where it takes me. I have other characters who want to tell me their stories too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-5678537255081361189?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5678537255081361189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=5678537255081361189&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5678537255081361189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/5678537255081361189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/06/trouble-with-blogging.html' title='The Trouble With Blogging...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-4462264685577032175</id><published>2009-05-31T23:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:50:51.451-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing of the bells'/><title type='text'>Today's Blessing of the Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNq_PpBtrI/AAAAAAAADPY/thgW0PkgYik/s1600-h/IMG_1531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNq_PpBtrI/AAAAAAAADPY/thgW0PkgYik/s400/IMG_1531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I went to the Cathedral Basilca today for the Blessing of the new bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNq_FweueI/AAAAAAAADPg/R03rk7_nwEI/s1600-h/IMG_1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNq_FweueI/AAAAAAAADPg/R03rk7_nwEI/s400/IMG_1535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are four bells, named for four female saints. St. Katherine Drexel and three others that I can't recall at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNq_c4KLkI/AAAAAAAADPo/cYr9GwNIiLY/s1600-h/IMG_1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNq_c4KLkI/AAAAAAAADPo/cYr9GwNIiLY/s400/IMG_1537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cathedral Basilica looks spiffy and clean. I didn't realize how red that stone was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNq_qFAC6I/AAAAAAAADPw/Z8Ie1X9-hJA/s1600-h/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNq_qFAC6I/AAAAAAAADPw/Z8Ie1X9-hJA/s400/IMG_1539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNr6mVwOFI/AAAAAAAADQY/-8bxYPOkLHs/s1600-h/IMG_1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNr6mVwOFI/AAAAAAAADQY/-8bxYPOkLHs/s400/IMG_1547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342232237459912786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detail of the Corbels below the South Tower where the bells will be.&lt;br /&gt;I really need to spend time really photographing the church one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNr6XbVzaI/AAAAAAAADQQ/sw9Y0MiBtpY/s1600-h/IMG_1545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNr6XbVzaI/AAAAAAAADQQ/sw9Y0MiBtpY/s400/IMG_1545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342232233456815522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNr56ujfyI/AAAAAAAADQI/-S2WqB8av_A/s1600-h/IMG_1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNr56ujfyI/AAAAAAAADQI/-S2WqB8av_A/s400/IMG_1544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342232225752776482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new cross, it's a replica of the original, which includes a piece of the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNr5t8NWXI/AAAAAAAADQA/85joiT7JX_I/s1600-h/IMG_1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNr5t8NWXI/AAAAAAAADQA/85joiT7JX_I/s400/IMG_1543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342232222320384370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school for she established here in Santa Fe was closed in the mid-1990s, but it was for Native Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were sisters from the Sisters of the Blessed Sacrament, the order she established on hand for the Blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNr5ZNt0OI/AAAAAAAADP4/829XKVGjlP8/s1600-h/IMG_1540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNr5ZNt0OI/AAAAAAAADP4/829XKVGjlP8/s400/IMG_1540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342232216756670690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Kateri stands in the front courtyard of the Cathedral Basilica.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe just how much this church has changed through the years. Mom and I were talking about that today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abqjournal.com/north/012257332211north06-01-09.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journal North News story. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.santafenewmexican.com/Local%20News/Cathedral--Archbishop-blesses-and-anoints-south-tower-s-new-bel"&gt;Santa Fe New Mexican Story &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-4462264685577032175?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4462264685577032175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=4462264685577032175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4462264685577032175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4462264685577032175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-blessing-of-bells.html' title='Today&apos;s Blessing of the Bells'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiNq_PpBtrI/AAAAAAAADPY/thgW0PkgYik/s72-c/IMG_1531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-26889128976136846</id><published>2009-05-31T18:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:32:36.771-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ordinations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><title type='text'>Tis the Season...</title><content type='html'>Of Ordinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on a bit longer post and have a bit to say, but I'm going to first start compiling links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefloridacatholic.org/mia/2009_mia/2009_miaarticles/20090518_mia_ordination.php"&gt;The first&lt;/a&gt; is about three men recently ordained in the Archdiocese of Miami, the home of the former Priest Fr. Cutie. Anyway, two of these men are grandfathers, widowers actually, and one a young man, who stumbled upon his vocation by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, my diocese ordained one man, whose story is just as interesting as some of these others. And I understand that there is one young man from my own parish who will be entering the seminary this fall. The first from our parish as of yet. I wonder if he's been part of the parish as it's grown. It celebrates it's 20th anniversary next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had an idea for a news story article, blog post or something a bit more academic. I may post about it here later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and today's homily by Father was fabulous. I need to take notes I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-26889128976136846?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/26889128976136846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=26889128976136846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/26889128976136846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/26889128976136846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-2046773345717368376</id><published>2009-05-31T01:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:23:16.318-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pentecost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catholic stuff'/><title type='text'>What Would You Do With That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiIvxThcoEI/AAAAAAAADO0/ri6oWBrU4TU/s1600-h/Monstrans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiIvxThcoEI/AAAAAAAADO0/ri6oWBrU4TU/s400/Monstrans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341884632115486786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other day while window shopping after my second birthday lunch, I saw a monstrance for sale at an antique store. If I only had $3800. Of course what would I do with it? Seriously, what would you do with something like that?  I've seen chalices in antique stores (in fact there was a gorgeous one in front of it) and online all the time, but I've never seen a monstrance any place but a church. I'm sure there is quite a story about how it ended up in &lt;a href="http://www.thingsfiner.com/index.html"&gt;Things Finer&lt;/a&gt;, a wonderful store in the &lt;a href="http://www.lafondasantafe.com/"&gt;La Fonda hotel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It, being Pentecost tomorrow, I am looking forward to Mass. I may dash across town after Mass to the Cathedral for the Blessing of the (new) Bells because it would be something to see. Or maybe I'm just a big dork and like stuff like this. If I do go to town, I'll make the trip worthwhile and go to the new &lt;a href="http://www.nmhistorymuseum.org/"&gt;New Mexico History Museum&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Image copied from Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And lastly, &lt;a href="http://www.americamagazine.org/blog/entry.cfm?id=30264439-3048-741E-5443065584408931"&gt;Fr. James Martin talks about the Holy Spirit&lt;/a&gt;. I do like him so an awful lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-2046773345717368376?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2046773345717368376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=2046773345717368376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2046773345717368376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/2046773345717368376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-would-you-do-with-that.html' title='What Would You Do With That?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SiIvxThcoEI/AAAAAAAADO0/ri6oWBrU4TU/s72-c/Monstrans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-6141571533025263318</id><published>2009-05-27T22:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:53:35.170-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad religous art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitsch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really should quit reading Catholic blogs. &lt;a href="http://holywhapping.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#952301717695429681"&gt;This is what I found at the Shrine of the Holy Whapping.&lt;/a&gt; I was talking to a friend online and I showed her what I really wanted for my birthday, &lt;a href="http://www.collectiblestoday.com/ct/product/prdid-1400101001.jsp?cm_ven=Search&amp;amp;cm_cat=Google&amp;amp;cm_pla=Performics&amp;amp;cm_ite=Keyword"&gt;this...&lt;/a&gt; and then of course, I gotta get the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0999872/"&gt; movie with Jared Padaleki in which&lt;/a&gt;  he plays Thomas Kincade. There's even a Paschal version of tree sculpture &lt;a href="http://thecorner.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/pdtl1400229001.jpg"&gt; see... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my friend showed me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.preciousmoments.com/common/images/pmpark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 447px;" src="http://www.preciousmoments.com/common/images/pmpark.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Precious moments version of the Sistine Chapel. I'm sick now.  Apparently in Carthage Mo. there is a chapel and &lt;a href="http://www.preciousmoments.com/content.cfm/park_chapel"&gt;park&lt;/a&gt; devoted to the precious figurines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-6141571533025263318?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6141571533025263318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=6141571533025263318&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6141571533025263318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6141571533025263318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-really-should-quit-reading-catholic.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-3028046514667907312</id><published>2009-05-27T19:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:38:45.772-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs and bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my life'/><title type='text'>Make Lemonade from Lemons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sh3tFLKlglI/AAAAAAAADOs/ybCDJH-zn_M/s1600-h/Lemon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sh3tFLKlglI/AAAAAAAADOs/ybCDJH-zn_M/s400/Lemon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340685406283596370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but surely, I'll get back to my blogging zone. I really wanted to make a mention to Fran and thank her for the lovely shout out at her blog, the &lt;a href="http://stedwardsblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Parish Blog of St. Edward the Confessor&lt;/a&gt; for recognizing &lt;a href="http://stedwardsblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-life-gives-you-lemonade-keep.html"&gt;my blog last week.   &lt;/a&gt;with a Lemon Stand Award. It was a very nice treat to read nice things about your humble blogger in her blog. So, thank you very much. I will definitely follow you around the blogosphere and see you in the comment box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit behind in my blog reading, again. It's probably a good thing because I'm a bit irked by comments left in blogs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm a particularly good Catholic when it comes down to things, but my reasons for feeling that way are my own and between me and God. If I ever read on someone else's blog that Maria is a bad Catholic because of x, y and z, and was held in judgment by another Catholic, I'd be pretty damn upset. And so, I am going to try to make this a politics-judgment free zone for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs018.snc1/3012_1134307444135_1420785230_30336154_5327657_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 344px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs018.snc1/3012_1134307444135_1420785230_30336154_5327657_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, let's go into other news. Yesterday was my birthday. I've pretty much found birthdays to be an odd reminder of getting older and older. I'm not old by any means, but I'm older than I feel and look. It's just once when a person has hit all the mile stone birthdays, 16, 21, 25, 30, birthdays are not as much fun or exciting. I see birthdays more as a blessing than anything else. I hope and pray I have as many birthdays as my maternal grandparents and am blessed with good health for those birthdays, but I don't actually want to think about getting "older" yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lots of well-wishes, phone calls, emails, cards and some lovely gifts and that was really nice. I've been living quietly in my brain again. I have a new story idea running around in my head. It's not the Vampire idea, another goofy Catholic-inspired story and so I'm going to see if it gels in my head before I ever attempt to write it. It's sorta of a real-life inspired story, maybe a bit autobiographical but as I can't predict the future, it's something I'll have to make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that's the best part of it. Kinda like making lemonade when life throws you lemons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-3028046514667907312?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3028046514667907312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=3028046514667907312&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3028046514667907312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/3028046514667907312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/slowly-but-surely-ill-get-back-to-my.html' title='Make Lemonade from Lemons'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sh3tFLKlglI/AAAAAAAADOs/ybCDJH-zn_M/s72-c/Lemon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-4078050540896868685</id><published>2009-05-22T21:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:32:33.751-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links of note'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In honor of World Communications Day on May 24th, there's&lt;a href="http://www.pope2you.net/"&gt; Pope2You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to blog these days. Will post something soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-4078050540896868685?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4078050540896868685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=4078050540896868685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4078050540896868685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4078050540896868685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-honor-of-world-communications-day-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-8680835615837138038</id><published>2009-05-17T20:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:39:42.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As... So Also</title><content type='html'>Just a place holder for a post I want to make or attempt to make regarding today's readings.&lt;br /&gt;Hint: it's all about Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-8680835615837138038?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8680835615837138038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=8680835615837138038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8680835615837138038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/8680835615837138038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-so-also.html' title='As... So Also'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-1379243190566984338</id><published>2009-05-16T11:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:25:05.239-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silas the Squirrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Silas The Squirrel One of God's Cute Creatures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sg72L5BeaUI/AAAAAAAADNs/6CFk969kp9I/s1600-h/IMG_1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sg72L5BeaUI/AAAAAAAADNs/6CFk969kp9I/s320/IMG_1522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I've had a squirrel living in my backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sg72ME3TrFI/AAAAAAAADN0/OicLkf4D4eo/s1600-h/IMG_1524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sg72ME3TrFI/AAAAAAAADN0/OicLkf4D4eo/s320/IMG_1524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named him Silas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sg72Mfw7XdI/AAAAAAAADN8/I6SuHmUYgWw/s1600-h/IMG_1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sg72Mfw7XdI/AAAAAAAADN8/I6SuHmUYgWw/s320/IMG_1525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I'm not sure if it's a male or female and I'm not quite sure&lt;br /&gt;if this is junior, grandchild or great grandchild, but it's Silas just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sg72Maz1bVI/AAAAAAAADOE/ZPoXLG80N6M/s1600-h/IMG_1527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sg72Maz1bVI/AAAAAAAADOE/ZPoXLG80N6M/s320/IMG_1527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, this is Silas the Squirrel in my Olive Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-1379243190566984338?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1379243190566984338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=1379243190566984338&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1379243190566984338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/1379243190566984338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/silas-squirrel.html' title='Silas The Squirrel One of God&apos;s Cute Creatures'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/Sg72L5BeaUI/AAAAAAAADNs/6CFk969kp9I/s72-c/IMG_1522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-6337335028701948947</id><published>2009-05-15T15:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:03:08.125-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you tube videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the rosary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Watch This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/dsQeyDZJ_HQ" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/dsQeyDZJ_HQ" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This video really sucked me in. I thought it was great. H/T to&lt;a href="http://deacbench.blogspot.com/"&gt; the Deacon's Bench. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I might have found an answer to my last post, which left me a bit down all week. I don't know really know why. Maybe I won't. I often neglect praying the rosary, even though I find it to be one of the best forms and easiest ways for me to pray. Ultimately, I'd like to get settled into a good daily routine of waking early, praying and studying for about a half-hour to an hour, taking the dogs for a short walk and then getting my day started. It all sounds so wonderful, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-6337335028701948947?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6337335028701948947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=6337335028701948947&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6337335028701948947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6337335028701948947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-feelings-ii.html' title='Watch This!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-6894333862023702625</id><published>2009-05-10T19:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:12:19.031-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mass'/><title type='text'>It's Not Easy Being Catholic</title><content type='html'>Ever have one of those days where the last place you want to be is at Mass? I had one of those days today. I think I'm becoming one of those Catholics that drives me crazy. I really can't believe how easily annoyed I can be when I go to Mass. I arrived early, hoping to find a quiet seat where I could read through the readings for the day and just meditate before Mass started, but with all the incessant chatter, I couldn't. We had baptisms, which I always enjoy, and there were tons and tons of faces I didn't recognize from the usual crowd and they were making their presence known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved closer to the front so I could get away from the chatter and noise. My dad doesn't like sitting close, in case he gets ill or something, he likes to be able to leave easily. Today he didn't feel well, so he went to the gathering space and stayed there for the rest of Mass. My mom and I stayed. We usually go separately for that very reason. I like going to Mass alone anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this flu goring around, we're still not holding hands for the "Our Father" which is fine with me, we're only having Communion under one species and for the sign of peace, we are just bowing, waving or doing any other gesture but touch hands. It's kinda weird not to shake hands for the sign of peace, but it goes a lot faster this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a really bad time at Mass today. I also really need to go to Confession.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-6894333862023702625?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6894333862023702625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=6894333862023702625&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6894333862023702625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6894333862023702625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-not-easy-being-catholic.html' title='It&apos;s Not Easy Being Catholic'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-6682827943218964589</id><published>2009-05-09T22:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:33:48.920-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Lady of Guadalupe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links of note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes'/><title type='text'>Sense of Wonder</title><content type='html'>I just found a blog that I want to read now... but I have way too much to do. There is a post here by Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes (the woman who wrote  &lt;u&gt;Women Who Run With the Wolves &lt;/u&gt;. I guess she blogs at the National Catholic Reporter.)  I was doing some story research for my newest story idea. Like I really need to be working on another story idea and I found a piece she wrote about Our Lady's journey into Santa Fe, "&lt;a href="http://ncronline.org/blogs/el-rio-debajo-del-rio/they-tried-stop-her-border#comments"&gt;They Tried to Stop Her at the Border."&lt;/a&gt;  It's about the journey of the new statue of Our Lady of Guadalupe that was commissioned for Our Lady of Guadalupe Parish here in Santa Fe.&lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2008/08/woman-clothed-with-sun-and-moon-under.html"&gt; I wrote about the statue here.&lt;/a&gt; There are links that will take you to the offical site there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Immaculate Conception, Dr. Estes also wrote a piece about Our Lady that touched me deeply and I posted it &lt;a href="http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2008/12/nuestra-senora-de-guadalupe.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, orginally spotted at Fr. Austin Murphy's blog, Jesus Goes to Disneyworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the name of story research I'm going to read &lt;a href="http://ncronline.org/node/12032"&gt;The Pope and La Curandera &lt;/a&gt; now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-6682827943218964589?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6682827943218964589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=6682827943218964589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6682827943218964589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6682827943218964589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/sense-of-wonder.html' title='Sense of Wonder'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-4307654310530247041</id><published>2009-05-07T21:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:39:36.937-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catechism'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who actually said, "The Church is not a museum for saints but a hospital for sinners"?&lt;br /&gt;It think it's a very apt quote and I've heard it many times before. Google has given me various answers and maybe it's one of those quotes we'll never know who really said. It's like St. Francis is attributed with saying, "Preach the Gospel, use words when necessary," but no one really knows if he said it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a bit dry spiritually these days. I wonder if it started after Easter and then really peeked after the children made their First Communions? I've been working on an email to one of the priests at my parish for weeks... I haven't been able to articulate anything in it. I'm setting it aside once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a long summer. I'll work on my Catechism plan for next fall, I plan to work on my applications for the teacher's program so I can become a certified teacher one day and actually teach for a living. I truly feel that is where I'm being lead. I just hope that I can find a job once I complete the credit hours and pass the state exam for certification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, yesterday I attended the Archdiocesan Catechetical luncheon at a parish church in Albuquerque. It was quite lovely. The deacon in charge of Hispanic Ministry for the diocese gave the keynote address, which was inspiring. I took copious notes and may write up my reflections later, but used the quote I mentioned at the start of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the luncheon. I felt very honored that I was invited to go, as I'm just a first year teacher and none of the other catechists attended. Our religious education director was there, one of the sisters who works with the Hispanic ministry and our Confirmation director also attended. My friend received an award as the Catechist of the year from our parish. There were many Catechists recognized. The awards were presented by the archbishop who also spoke to us. He joined us for lunch and posed for pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually a very inspiring day. I don't have delusions of grandeur that I'll win an award one day, but I do believe that one day I will be a capable and worthy catechist. I have some wonderful mentors and some wonderful opportunities at my parish to learn, grown and study. I'm actually working toward my certification with the diocese. I'd be foolish to pass off the opportunity I've been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, more thoughts later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-4307654310530247041?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4307654310530247041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=4307654310530247041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4307654310530247041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/4307654310530247041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-actually-said-church-is-not-museum.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-7505853806369772860</id><published>2009-05-07T17:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:30:53.408-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catholics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internert discussions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction and fantasy'/><title type='text'>Drop It On Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SgNuaafSnWI/AAAAAAAADKo/Jef-78o4nIc/s1600-h/vampire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SgNuaafSnWI/AAAAAAAADKo/Jef-78o4nIc/s400/vampire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333227783803018594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every now and then I go over and read Catholic forums. Yes, yes, I don't need to be told I'm a masochist. I should know better than to get involved in certain discussions. However,  I'm following a thread about the Twilight series of books. I have not read any of the books, nor have I seen the movie so I don't have an opinion about this particular universe.  I find the Vampire mythology fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just amused by the discussion because opinions range from they're ok, to they're evil and should be avoided like the swine flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like mythic shows. I'm a sucker for a good vs. evil story. I like fantasy and I like horror stories for those reasons. I also like Sci Fi because the story arcs in those types of shows are almost always about the nature of good and evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I had a dream about vampires and it's morphing into a story idea of its own. I figure someday I will write it into a novel, but the trouble with writing in a universe or genre such as gothic/horror/fantasy, is that it's been done over and over and over, sometimes well and other times badly. I'm afraid of writing a cliche and so if I do sit down to write this story, I will have to make it real, human and gripping, which means I'll have to create my own universe, while using some of the old standby mythology we all know about vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeee! Speaking of Good vs. Evil, I can't wait for tonight's episode of Supernatural. No vampires tonight, just Sam being punished for his pesky little habit of drinking demon blood. ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that any of this will make any sense to you all who don't watch my show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-7505853806369772860?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7505853806369772860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=7505853806369772860&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7505853806369772860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/7505853806369772860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/drop-it-on-me.html' title='Drop It On Me'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SgNuaafSnWI/AAAAAAAADKo/Jef-78o4nIc/s72-c/vampire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3129501435638030796.post-6046399881870123545</id><published>2009-05-03T21:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:12:38.026-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><title type='text'>It's Just Getting Silly</title><content type='html'>Ron Howard V. the Catholic Church. Apparently, he's accusing the Vatican of not playing nice. All because they "interfered with getting permits" to shoot the movie in and around Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howard is trying to paint the Vatican with the same paint brush that Brown did in his books. It's absurd and ludicrous. The only one looking like a fool right now is Ron Howard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AP article&lt;a href="http://www.topix.net/content/ap/2009/05/angels-demons-director-howard-accuses-vatican"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie review &lt;a href="http://bighollywood.breitbart.com/aleigh/2009/05/01/demonizing-angels/#idc-ctools"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;with a mishmash of comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have to do a compilation of links from both sides just for fun. Anyway, here are some more of my thoughts about the movie. I'm not up in arms about this movie at all. I might have to see it to appreciate &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/miafeliz/pic/00066d7a"&gt;the hotness of Ewan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McGregor&lt;/span&gt; wearing a Cassock&lt;/a&gt;, but I don't have any expectations that it will be good movie even with Ewan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McGregor&lt;/span&gt; in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried reading&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vinci&lt;/span&gt; Code&lt;/span&gt; and couldn't get through the first chapter, I thought it was so badly written I never went back to it. My mother, a more voracious reader than I, read it all and thought it was pretty bad. She didn't even like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Angels and Demons.&lt;/span&gt; I don't think she finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only till later, much later, did I hear the charges that it was Anti-Catholic and a big farce mislabeled as  "historical fiction."  Then I tried and I seriously mean tried to watch the movie. I got through about an hour of it and it was bad. None of it made sense, the acting was bad and I had no idea that Silas was played by Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bettany&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think this, like all things pissing off Catholics right now will pass. Still, the uproar is amusing. I think I'm paying attention to this story so I don't have to think about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Norte&lt;/span&gt; Dame right now. Besides, I'm taking a moratorium of talking about politics in this blog. It may be permanent actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3129501435638030796-6046399881870123545?l=musingsofmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6046399881870123545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3129501435638030796&amp;postID=6046399881870123545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6046399881870123545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3129501435638030796/posts/default/6046399881870123545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofmaria.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-just-getting-silly.html' title='It&apos;s Just Getting Silly'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743644644608446685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGPJ3KyOOkE/SO6B_nzBpUI/AAAAAAAABgw/5GPFnqJ7_lE/S220/5561.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
