Author Archives: annacitrino

Practicing Presence

  “Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery it is. In the boredom and pain of it, no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of … Continue reading

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Time With Trees

“We who draw do so not only to make something visible to others, but also to accompany something invisible to its incalculable destination.” –-John Berger Trees have been important to humans throughout time. The Atlantic points out evidence to demonstrate a … Continue reading

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Flower Pilgrimage to Crete

Sensation On blue summer evenings I’ll go down the pathways Pricked by the grain, crushing the tender grass— Dreaming, I’ll feel its coolness on my feet. I’ll let the wind bathe my bare head. I won’t talk at all. I won’t … Continue reading

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Gardens of Calm and Monet’s Waterlilies

Recently, I visited several museums in Paris where I viewed many of Monet’s paintings and learned more of his biography. What especially struck me were the many uncertainties in Monet’s life that could’ve threatened his painting career. Monet’s mother, who supported his interest … Continue reading

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For Want of Wonder

“He seemed to live in a state of uninterrupted marvel, and he encouraged them to do the same. He didn’t so much teach them how to write poetry, they said, but why: because of delight. Because of stubborn gladness. He … Continue reading

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What We Need is Here

  Sicily’s countryside speaks in dramatic beauty–sheer stone faced mountains and sweeping valleys fringed by sea, pastures with grazing sheep and mists drifting below craggy ridges, olive groves speckled with wild yellow sour grass (oxalis stricta) blossoms, and wide fields waiting for wheat. Though … Continue reading

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Sicily, and Cathedrals of the Heart

I’ve just returned from Sicily, a poor region of Italy, but a land rich in beauty–beauty enough to leave me speechless and in awe as I stepped inside Monreale’s cathedral and looked into the face of the pantocrator–Christ as the Lord of the … Continue reading

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Poetic Truth in a Post-Truth World

On the parkbench sleeps a tiger With a very tall old lady In his lap; she is so tall (And so noisy) that her knees Have attracted a pair of screechowls To form on them a nest that sways. –from … Continue reading

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On The Knees of Our Hearts

  When difficult things happen to you, people sometimes tell you, “I’ll pray for you.” Some people would never say such a thing because the words sound religious, and such words would associate them with a perspective they abhor. Because of the divisive … Continue reading

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Blue Sky Time

“Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late!” but when the White Rabbit actually took a watch out if its waistcoat pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice startled to her feet. – Lewis Carroll, Alice’s … Continue reading

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