Walks with Beauty

Charlie's thoughts and blog.


> Chapter Earth, Book of Universe

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Recently I attended a Hollins University Theatre adaptation of Annie Dillard’s Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, marking the 40th anniversary of the publication of this stellar literary achievement earning Dillard the 1975 Pulitzer Prize for General Non-Fiction. How, in any adequate fashion, a record of impressionistic observations and musings without a story line could be adapted to the stage intrigued everyone, I suspect, who came to see it. That I came twice within the span of four days tells you I felt the effort wonderfully successful for giving the audience a true “feel” for the book.

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> When It's My Time to Go

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I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?...

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> A Thee of the Heart: Love’s Redeeming

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Imagine a young Will Shakespeare, in the middle of Romeo and Juliet, taking a break to honor an intimation that a sonnet wanted to be born. More likely, from the depth and breadth of what was about to pour from his pen, it was a William Shakespeare more seasoned by life’s buffetings, perhaps pausing from his swansong in The Tempest to give wings again to his heart. Whether a pining Romeo or an aging Prospero, the Immortal Bard began his great love song of redemption in darkness.

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> Adding to God’s Joy

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Here are some thoughts on God that will knock your socks off, that is if you were taught, as I was, that, being perfect in some kind of transcendental realm, God is beyond change. Changing, it was assumed, would imply imperfection, and therefore He (we were never taught it could just as well be She) could never change.

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> Another look at "a wretch like me."

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To hear Judy Collins, or anyone else for that matter, sing Amazing Grace is not only to have your heart moved but your soul lifted. Who among us has not felt lost, and if we do not at present feel found, this hymn’s hauntingly beautiful faith helps us believe we yet can be. Who among us, blind often to what truly matters, does not feel profoundly grateful for now, at least partially, being able to see?

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