The burning fields

As a child in the convent, I saw one day in the back fields men in different areas of it, lighting fires.  It was spreading rapidly.  The scene greatly upset me and I ran to Sister Rachel, ’What’s happening?” Were they killing the field? Yes, they were.  They were killing the field because its season had passed.  And from these ashes would come the spring offering new life, new possibilities and the burgeoning of a renewed healthier green field.

Very moving words from Richard Gere on X about authoritarianism spreading not just in the US, but throughout the world.  He warns about Donald Trump, a thug, he calls him.  It is safe to say that many people have lost faith in Donald.  There comes a moment when one realizes, This is not ok with this man.  For me it was his presentation of his Big, Beautiful Bill.  He went after social benefits, something that had not formerly been touched by others, and slashed it to death.  But there was one cut that went beyond the pale.    He cut funding to provide heat for old folks.  I live in Maine and we have very cold winters, this year is particularly harsh.  How could he do that?  — Because he could.  

I am a woman, I don’t build skyscrapers or lift 250 pound weights at the gym.  No, my responsibility is to care and support the people, and this was an affront that I could not endure.  Donald Trump has sold us out, in fact he recently sold the country out to Netanyahu’s Israel for reasons we can only surmise

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MANHATTAN SEERESS NOW ON EBOOKS

Eight o'clock Sunday morning, the police arrive at her apartment in Greenwich Village, "How long have you been living here?" The roommate Elizabeth, after having accepted her half of the deposit money and rent for their new apartment, has called the police. 

New York City doesn’t open its arms to welcome her, but she’s arrived and the adventure of her life is about to unfold.  She’s come from Maine with an invitation from Sarah Lawrence College to participate in the graduate writing program.

How one becomes a seeress is what this memoir explores. Stories have been specifically selected to illustrate, from the sublime to the practical, a spiritual journey introduced in each chapter by an atout, the Tarot’s major archetypes.   From the Fool, to The World, our human journey with its risk and folly unfolds. There is also an artist here alive to her new world seeking inspiration among artists on the Lower East side, learning the ways and foods of her Chinese neighbors, falling in love.