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"Small groups of humans turning off their phones and paying attention for half an hour in their local park is obviously not, in itself, the revolution that will bring the attention frackers to their knees. But it offers a model we can build on, of people coming together to decide (and dispute!) how the world is, and how we think it ought to be. That is the practice of freedom — the essence of democracy — and the high purpose of education itself."
~ D. Graham Burnett, Alyssa Loh and Peter Schmidt (Mr. Burnett, Ms. Loh and Mr. Schmidt are members of the Friends of Attention collective.)
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"Now that autumn's silence is upon the land, one can hear the big, enduring voices which seldom shout the things they have to say. One can hear the earth declare that ice, the counterpart of fire, must be reckoned with. One can hear the hills assert their stony structure which forever underlies the soothing green of leaf and shade. One can hear the wind and water discussing polar regions and the fundamental wedge of frost that can level mountains. Listen closely, and one can har the patient throb of almost suspended life in the root, the bulb, the seed, the egg, waiting for another spring." - Hal Borland
A Thanksgiving Visitor  A Sharp-shinned Hawk (or "Sharpie")  Ash-throated Flycatcher
A rare visitor has the community gardeners listening carefully and birders stalking the perimeter. “We all know that something is eternal. And it ain’t houses and it ain’t names, and it ain’t earth, and it ain’t even the stars . . . everybody knows in their bones that something is eternal, and that something has to do with human beings.”
Thornton Wilder Creed by Rich Mullins I believe in God the Father Almighty Maker of Heaven and Maker of Earth And in Jesus Christ His only begotten Son, our Lord He was conceived by the Holy Spirit Born of the virgin Mary Suffered under Pontius Pilate He was crucified and dead and buried And I believe what I believe is what makes me what I am I did not make it, no it is making me It is the very truth of God and not the invention of any man I believe that He who suffered was crucified, buried, and dead He descended into hell and on the third day, rose again He ascended into Heaven where He sits at God's mighty right hand I believe that He's returning To judge the quick and the dead of the sons of men And I believe what I believe is what makes me what I am I did not make it, no it is making me It is the very truth of God and not the invention of any man I believe it, I believe it I believe it I believe it, I believe it I believe in God the Father Almighty Maker of Heaven and Maker of Earth And in Jesus Christ His only begotten Son, our Lord I believe in the Holy Spirit One Holy Church The communion of Saints The forgiveness of sin I believe in the resurrection I believe in a life that never ends And I believe what I believe is what makes me what I am I did not make it, no it is making me I did not make it, no it is making me I said I did not make it, no it is making me It is the very truth of God and not the invention of any man I believe it, I believe it I believe it, I believe I believe it, believe it I believe it, I believe it I believe it, I believe it I believe it Source: LyricFind Songwriters: David Strasser / Richard Mullins Creed lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group  "It was a lovely morning, when even the monkey-puzzle was bathed in sunshine. She clasped a branch in her hand and stood feeling its prickliness and looking up into the dark tower of the branches. It was like being in church. And yet on a day like this, one realised that it was a living thing too and had beauty, as most living things have in some form another. Dear monkey-puzzle, thought Miss Morrow, impulsively clasping her arms around the trunk. 'Now, Miss Morrow,' came Miss Doggett's voice, loud and firm, ' you must find some other time to indulge in your nature worship or whatever it is. You look quite ridiculous. I hope nobody saw you.' 'Only God can make a tree,' said Miss Morrow unexpectedly." ~ Barbara Pym, Campton Hodnet Saint Benedict of Nursia c. 543  Benedetto Portinari Triptych, by Hans Memling. “His faults are not the whole of a person.” ~ Charlotte Mason |
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"Perhaps this is one of the secrets of life--to know 'glory' when we see it."
--Charlotte Mason
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A wee explanation: this website was created as a way to amplify the daily surprise of seeing glory in one small life. The notebook entries represented here are all selected from things actually lived and noted on paper in an effort to live the full life British educator Charlotte Mason so ably championed.
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