“Just because you are paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t after you.” Kurt Cobain
Am I paranoid? You be the judge.
Paranoid?
Author: lorigreer
My world came crashing down when my husband died. My journey back to a whole and happy life is recounted in this blog Lori Greer in Portland. It is not always easy but it is always worth it.
#ThursdayDoors: PostSecrets
A delightful and informative post about the Navy Pier Area of Washington D.C. I would love to spend time in the National Postal Museum. Enjoy!
Technically this is not a door; it’s a bridge in the Navy Pier area of Washington DC. 
The shipyards are now dormant and the area is being “gentrified” which means impossibly hip restaurants and bars now line an area formerly full of sailors. The view is amazing.
Although I have no idea what we’re looking at. I wasn’t the driver, but it was definitely off the beaten track..
The above building, on the other hand, is right in the middle of the action. It’s the National Postal Museum. The museum is worth visiting even if you don’t give a damn about postage stamps. The building itself is a treasure with marble columns and gorgeous woodwork, vintage mail trucks and postal boxes and many interactive exhibits. One of my favorite exhibits was PostSecrets, which is described as “an ongoing community mail art project” where people send in anonymous, homemade postcards…
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Mea Culpa*—all day long!
Dateline: Alabama
Reporting directly to you from the trenches of my son’s home where I am embedded taking care of my 14-month old granddaughter while her parents travel to doctors’ appointments in Birmingham.
I admit that I made a lot of mistakes today. I could make excuses but let’s leave it that I learned some valuable life lessons.
Prayer for Evening
I give God thanks for all that was good in the day that is ending.
I ask God’s mercy on my sins and omissions this day.
I seek God’s peace in my home and in all the world this night. Amen
(Prayer from Saint Augustine’s Prayer Book )
One of my favorite saints. He was human. He was flawed.
He was a theologian, philosopher and bishop.
I have found his writings relevant to our world even though he lived centuries ago in an equally imperfect world.
Confessions of Saint Augustine
The City of God
On Christian Doctrine
Saint Augustine’s Influence
According to Wikipedia, Saint Augustine influenced
Bernard of Clairvaux, Thomas Aquinas, Saint Bonaventure, John Calvin, Martin Luther, René Descartes, Cornelius Jansen, Nicolas Malebranche, Søren Kierkegaard, John Henry Newman, J.R.R. Tolkien, Edmund Husserl, Martin Heidegger, Hannah Arendt, Carl Schmitt, Ludwig Wittgenstein, Antonio Negri, Jean-Paul Sartre, Benedict XVI
In times of sorrow, in times of fear, I seek comfort from the wisdom of great personages of our past. The thread of humanity lives on in their words and deeds.
Aiden’s First Bike
Another sign that my grandson is growing up!
No Rest This Sunday
I am exhausted.
What started as a lovely Sunday turned into a harrowing experience.
A Morning Resolve
“I will try this day to live a simple, sincere, and serene life, repelling promptly every thought of discontent, anxiety, discouragement, impurity, and self-seeking;
“cultivating cheerfulness, magnanimity, charity, and the habit of holy silence;
“exercising economy in expenditure, generosity in giving, carefulness in conversation, diligence in appointed service, fidelity to every trust, and a childlike faith in God.
ln particular I will try to be faithful in those habits of prayer, work, study, physical exercise, eating, and sleep which I believe that Holy Spirit has shown me to be right….” *
*Excerpt from Forward Day by Day
Compare & Despair
“Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.”
Most of us know that this is not true.
Joey Julius almost lost his life because of words. Continue reading “Compare & Despair”
Head up. Keep Moving.
Cherish moments & experiences, not things.
~Shana Verstegen, Lumberjack & Fitness Pro Continue reading “Head up. Keep Moving.”
Stop the Bleed
Our dystopian world?
I was troubled by a recent article in the Florence, Alabama newspaper, The Times Daily.
I had to read it and digest it in the context of what it meant for the world that I live in now and the world that my grandchildren will inherit.
It left me feeling unsettled but determined.
