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[6-16-2009 Update Insert: Most of what is in this space is now moot. I found out what I was doing wrong and have reinstated Archives and Labels searches. They do work. However, in certain cases you may prefer Labels to Archives. Example: 1976 Today begins in November of 2006 and concludes in December of 2006, but there are other related posts in other months. Note: Labels only shows 20 posts at a time. There are 21 hubs, making 21 (which is for 1976 Today) an older hub.] ********************************* to my online poems and song lyrics using Archives. Use hubs for finding archival locations but do not link through them. Originally an AOL Journal, where the archive system was nothing like the system here, this blog was migrated from there to here in October of 2008. Today (Memorial/Veteran's Day, May 25, 2009) I discovered a glitch when trying to use a Blogger archive. Now, it may be template-related, but I am unable to return to S M or to the dashboard once I am in the Archives. Therefore, I've decided on this approach: a month-by-month post guide. The sw you see in the codes here stood for Salchert's Weblog when I began it in November of 2006. It later became Sprintedon Hollow. AOL provided what were called entry numbers, but they weren't consistent, and they didn't begin at the first cardinal number. That is why the numbers after "sw" came to be part of a post's code. ************** Here then is the month-by-month post guide: *2006* November: 00001 through 00046 - December: 00047 through 00056 -- *2007* January: 00057 through 00137 - February: 00138 through 00241 - March: 00242 through 00295 - April: 00296 through 00356 - May: 00357 through 00437 - June: 00438 through 00527 - July: 00528 though 00550 - August: 00551 through 00610 - September: 00611 through 00625 - October: 00626 through 00657 - November: 00658 through 00729 - December: 00730 through 00762 -- *2008* January: 00763 through 00791 - February: 00792 through 00826 - March: 00827 through 00849 - April: 00850 through 00872 - May: 00873 through 00907 - June: 00908 through 00931 - July: 00932 through 00955 - August: 00956 through 00993 - September 00994 through 01005 - October: 01006 through 01007 - November: 01008 through 01011 - December: 01012 through 01014 -- *2009* January: 01015 through 01021 - February: 01022 through 01028 - March: 01029 through 01033 - April: 01034 through 01036 - May: 01037 through 01044 - ******************************************************* 1976 Today: 2006/11 and 2006/12 -- Rooted Sky 2007: 2007/01/00063rsc -- Postures 2007: 2007/01/sw00137pc -- Sets: 2007/02/sw00215sgc -- Venturings: 2007/03/00216vc -- The Undulant Trees: 2007/03/00266utc -- This Day's Poem: 2007/03/00267tdpc -- Autobio: 2007/04/sw00316ac -- Fond du Lac: 2007/04/00339fdl -- Justan Tamarind: 2007/05/sw00366jtc -- Prayers in December: 2007/05/sw00393pindc -- June 2007: 2007/06/sw00440junec -- Seminary: 2007/07/sw00533semc -- Scatterings: 2008/08/00958sc ** Song Lyrics: 2008/02/sw00797slc ********** 2009-06-02: Have set S M to show 200 posts per page. Unfortunately, you will need to scroll to nearly the bottom of a page to get to the next older/newer page.

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Sunday, April 8, 2007

sw00304a-easter.sunday

Autobio Last night I went to bed early because I normally get up early on Sunday/ to take my osteoporosis medicine. My going to bed early means I settled in after 11 PM instead of an hour later. Oddly, I awoke at about 2:30 AM, and at that time I felt nothing physically or psychically I could point to as being the cause. Even so, I went to my bathroom. After returning to my bed, I was not able to return to sleeping. Verses were/ entering my brain, and they had a certain sense and sound structure. As I was doubtful I would remember them, I got back out of bed, walked over to where my goose-neck desk lamp sits, and turned it on. I then picked up the notepad I've been using, and also one of my pens; and sat down on my blanket-covered stool. Eventually, after some revisions, I had scribbled out a twenty-line piece divided into 5 stanzas. I then returned to my bed, but did not fall back to sleep. I think it was about 4:20 AM when I at last did. I awoke at 7:51, too late for taking my medicine, besides which I did not feel well in those places where it mattered. Hopefully, I will not feel so tomorrow morning, as I determined it would be wiser to take that medicine then. Similar to the poems I placed in my Holy Thursday, Good Friday, and Holy Saturday entries, the one I am about to place in this Easter Sunday entry/ is apocryphal; but this one, on its surface, seems less obviously so. Therefore, I suggest you read Chapter 24--the final chapter--of St. Luke's Gospel. - - "Arisen from His Tomb," somewhere abroad in the light of day Jesus walks, numinous; for He knows a place He wants to be/ to quietly converse with two of us; but why should He choose to so appear; and if yet to others: whom of us? Do we not sense where there might crowd in fearful secret a room of us? Let us then go to tell those of this before we proceed to Ephesus. - - I suspect the above is a kind of code to me which I must further decipher. Like Francis Thompson, I see "The Hound of Heaven" in it. Pentecost Sunday in 1962, the day I left the then Wisconsin Province Jesuit Novitiate in St. Bonifacius, Minnesota, was in my life a seminal day. In many ways I have since failed to attend to the calling inherent in the events of that day. I am, however, not without hope, nor without faith, nor without love, though I may be sadly without. - Brian A. J. Salchert

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