[Peace and Justice Files columnist Skip Mendler left the United States on January 19, and is headed toward the Eastern Mediterranean to help with refugee assistance. He’s making a few stops along the way.]
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Last week I snapped a photo of the stubborn slab of gritty snow that is the final vestige of the blizzard of ’17. This crust of snow is found wasting away in the sudden spring heat at the side of the Tops supermarket parking lot in Hancock, NY.
Playing peekaboo is important to every infant’s cognitive development, specifically for developing the awareness called object permanence—the understanding that an object or person still exists even if you can’t see it.
February began this year much the same as it does every year, with a weather prediction. In the wee hours of the morning, well before sunrise, the events begin in a tiny Pennsylvania town. You see Gobbler’s Knob is the home of the famous star of the day, Punxsutawney Phil.
It’s not often that a rock song nails a deep philosophical truth in a single pithy lyric, but that’s just what the band Semisonic did back in 1998, with its anthemic hit “Closing Time,” which includes this great line:
“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.”
Well, I was hoping by the Friday after the election, things would return to normal in the third car of the 5:07 a.m. out of Port Jervis; silly me. It had been a slow boil to Tuesday’s election and the car had been clearly divided by party lines.
I bought a Thanksgiving turkey on Election Day after casting my ballot. I had on my silly “I voted” sticker as I sorted through the frozen, plastic-wrapped, bulbous-shaped turkeys—so strangely removed from their real-life stateliness of puffed and upswept feathers.
Having expectations is natural, I suppose, but sometimes lead to heartache. As with most things, there are “two sides to every coin,” and while expectations are a good thing when setting goals, it’s “attachment” to the plan that is often my downfall. It’s taken many years for me to grasp this concept, and I’m still learning.
With the arrival of colder autumn weather comes the honking of skeins of high-flying geese as they pass overhead. Not only geese are on the move, but a myriad of species of waterfowl make their way south for more favorable habitats. Many songbirds, too, are on the move south; some will winter as far as the South American continent.