<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2026 01:33:29 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>education</category><category>local education</category><category>Deer Isle</category><category>Maine</category><category>San Francisco Farmers Market</category><category>Stonington Opera House</category><category>christianity</category><category>Bates Dance Festival</category><category>Jung</category><category>Libby Mitchell</category><category>Paul LePage</category><category>community</category><category>faith</category><category>performance</category><category>&quot;Waiting for Superman&quot;</category><category>#OurBelovedKin</category><category>#bowdoincollege</category><category>#commongood</category><category>#resist</category><category>1989 earthquake</category><category>2016 Election</category><category>AIDS</category><category>APAP 2010</category><category>ActUP</category><category>Alicia Anstead</category><category>Amanda Huotari</category><category>American Prospect</category><category>Andrew Jackson</category><category>Angela Davis</category><category>Avalon</category><category>Baghdad</category><category>Bates College</category><category>Bay Bridge</category><category>Bear Mountain</category><category>Beltane</category><category>Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson</category><category>BohemianRhapsody</category><category>Bowdoin College</category><category>Bowdoin International Music Festival</category><category>Broadway musicals</category><category>Burt Dow</category><category>Celebration Barn</category><category>Christopher Shinn</category><category>Ciudad Juarez</category><category>Clinton</category><category>DJ Spooky</category><category>Davis Guggenheim</category><category>Democrat</category><category>Dr. Martin Luther King</category><category>Dying City</category><category>E.L. 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of beauty</category><category>referendum election</category><category>school boards</category><category>sense of place</category><category>suffering</category><category>summer stock</category><category>the War on Poverty</category><category>urban redevelopment</category><category>white settler colonialism</category><title>Isle Storm</title><description></description><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-5180338320183082931</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2026 11:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-03-05T06:29:06.921-05:00</atom:updated><title>Loving Lent: The Desert Is Itself the Spring We Need</title><atom:summary type="text">Me circa 1975 as referenced below.The Heart Sutra is one of the most foundational Mahayana Buddhist texts, often called the essence of Buddhism. It gives us that religion’s central tenets, emphasizing the achievement of enlightenment to liberate all beings rather than solely oneself – in poetry that we chant.“Form is not separate from boundlessness, boundlessness is not separate from form / form </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2026/03/loving-lent-desert-is-itself-spring-we.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9FxGNgi0El9j6xUW-zEIabl5e_YofYakGhufQ4WX2Jw6PGUrBrz1nLptCIUr6S5tulnXBKfSByPb0t2Wu8rIX6vmE1zLtHm_nEAvOesXzlf2oI7JcnlsGcLoaUVVJbW-oMpV3Z7rcaR2mbx_WMNzWyMiev8TJ2Y-sUKRHxLSGU25vTPIKaR15xacroKA/s72-c/IMG_0970.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-101053651764256208</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2026 15:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-19T10:03:25.267-05:00</atom:updated><title>Taxes. Basketball. Spring -- and Hopes Eternal</title><atom:summary type="text">With Town Meeting swiftly approaching on the first Monday of March, there are three topics on all our minds: Taxes. Basketball. Spring.Let’s be hopeful about all three – and read on for four suggested strategies you can use to better impact local budgets and taxes.On Monday, February 9 the Town of Stonington held a public meeting to walk residents through the local budget items up for approval as</atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2026/02/taxes-basketball-spring-and-hopes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-2507354314721932456</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2026 18:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-15T13:37:50.971-05:00</atom:updated><title>Money Talks - but it Don&#39;t Sing and Dance and it Don&#39;t Walk</title><atom:summary type="text">Hugh Jackman and Kate Hudson in &quot;Song Sung Blue&quot;&quot;Money talks.But it don&#39;t sing and dance and it don&#39;t walkAnd long as I can have you here with meI&#39;d much rather be forever in blue jeans&quot;- Neil Diamond, &quot;Forever in Blue Jeans&quot;These past couple of weeks, we&#39;ve been trying to catch up on Oscar-nominated films in anticipation of the 98th awards ceremony on March 15.This is an old habit, from when we </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2026/02/money-talks-but-it-dont-sing-and-dance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxry-f7gHVZOk5pEkM-1CMVmkFTrBe9nFCh6r2LoTyuQIFuFPfTg5l-EYMjm8Yn1DgXTxSqeXC0P4qxBuEMSZKkOqNDrrIRSEEVNZjz4TLhrlrSOtdroF8uxbCJMQLvI39nmZqu4lPXnEVJrUogY9Ga5fY1lhvVTlF6s8eUQqjMO8lNrw4ixXxp1ZwBOE/s72-w400-h215-c/song%20sung%20blue.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-8470517444996309760</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2026 13:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-11T14:08:36.991-05:00</atom:updated><title>In Grief, Reflection and Action</title><atom:summary type="text">Nellie was a yes girl.A go girl.A girl with a dedicated focus, a fierce sense of purpose, and action.Only death could finally stop her - and we had to say yes to that, while she staggered on at 15-years-old through the harsh winter snow in her &quot;Help &#39;Em Up&quot; harness, doing her very best to honor her purpose with us.Grief is a critical time for reflection.&amp;nbsp;It is so difficult to stay in it in </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2026/02/in-grief-reflection-and-action.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9rHiGh17ENFLYi7yebYiSbR6JFQcMeFz2JpK-9_kKmYj7QQ5OSfbIVD0UrvZvVAQb3uk-3BjK3j_v6fXC_9UOsk3JUgHRLUbkSVqoVbSVdtGaFH45eR9MEs8QC-n3laH5DLA9LaRaaf2EYasJGvRUMOLkaTKQgdwmj6MAMqey7RiVxY_XrfCs5Dz79Yg/s72-c/F90755EB-DB01-46CE-A9ED-4CFAF9781F85_1_105_c.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-800511554059765300</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2026 20:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-01-11T15:14:19.169-05:00</atom:updated><title>I&#39;ll Keep Doing the Work You Were Doing as if I Were Two</title><atom:summary type="text">Photo of Hadestown: Youth Editioncourtesy New Surry TheatreThis Sunday, I am struggling to live in my broken heart and not in my rage.So having had the joy of seeing&amp;nbsp;New Surry Theatre&#39;s awesome production of Hadestown: Teen Edition last night, I am reflecting on the power of live theater not only to entertain but to move us, to change hearts and minds. For the record, if you are in this area</atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2026/01/ill-keep-doing-work-you-were-doing-as.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_llDdCP9eJ7GHvvhmlg8H6-NUzsAvVqmo06L5FpLcN-5DgwwTbPH5d-Zw0vLG4_mrVZdsW_f8f57OeAnHKy3hOTNT-6Bp8dh4BBOH-WLQecAIGlZ62CtgXKCCGKPyJvNONZVpGePBgT3MyHYaVrphJePFK-O2Mo3ztkI0UJeh_mywFHzJLfz5AD5Cd00/s72-w400-h210-c/Hadestown.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-5906062669789213003</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2025 15:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-10-28T11:08:08.360-04:00</atom:updated><title>Notes to My Self on Finding A Generosity of Spirit</title><atom:summary type="text">Notes to my self...As my aged dog and I were standing in the yard in the middle of last night -- she, like all of us older females, up from bed to pee; me, to take her and gazing at the bright constellations -- I saw two shooting stars.I went back to bed singing the Gloria in my head for the rest of the night.My heart aches for a generosity of spirit amongst us.For us, in every community, in </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/10/notes-to-my-self-on-finding-generosity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwtMUYlS2TZ-HiNJjh2XX-Lur4pSFMdkxAMkKbwx45n3n_laBdn13u8Ux9HGTlG_vN7zQYUFiFGgb9hMzxUDmZVL-C4y5RZw-7Q4CHC0hW21YEdQD26WDf_a0_ACwcn_1_AHo3FVJPBmfuv2XKcCSDojW3kCIpveoDRG_xiVHOPerTtYlop9kqPQoGjkc/s72-w400-h135-c/milkweed%20triptych.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-6296707143222427705</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2025 13:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-10-12T09:17:37.272-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sunday Morning Reflections: Diane Keaton and The Last Quarter</title><atom:summary type="text">This past week&#39;s trail discovery.Diane Keaton&#39;s death this weekend at age 79 reminded me, with a shock, that I am in the last quarter of my own life.Such a weird feeling and awareness. And to paraphrase the great Mary Oliver -- what will one do with one&#39;s wild and precious twilight years?!We watched &quot;Annie Hall&quot; last night. I grew up with Keaton -- &quot;Annie Hall&quot; (1977) was a hallmark of my high </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/10/sunday-morning-reflections-diane-keaton.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifZKuC4X5dtsrgts1D_0XVXYm9UssGCz4GvA3ByCzNTRq1CYyT2B5aPYukAL2vVpkxGHMBNbG39McH5rZMMA_A7L0g1AlUOxUe9Yry60RBxeOUSm7Kzc9t4OVeHofhJ9ETZ1Gc_-uKOTE1ar_s3aaNAml3hc8SYyreREHxDLn22Ud8fwIpx21O7EcJhaI/s72-c/IMG_0451.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-3659443972107172021</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2025 11:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-09-19T07:16:26.956-04:00</atom:updated><title>All Our Insecurities</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;ve been thinking a lot about the damaging impacts of human insecurity.Insecurity about one&#39;s self -- is one loved? is one worthy? is one good? -- and one&#39;s place in the world -- will I have &quot;enough&quot;? how will I survive? -- is in my view the major contributor to cruelty done to others.We all have insecurities, and many of you will rightly point to generational trauma as a root cause. For women, </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/09/all-our-insecurities.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ws6ARjwVTTBklsjLwsrFC77BXvkg-JbJiFHKFD7ZTMRiyegdxYEYyUw6jq3Mg9qVTl4QlBfJ04Kx7leiXzxrH458GuUw6di4a90kSoHCnMe5S_RtuN-h5bR7yp71XTSEUG4lu67TwMeZIibgq_UXOqI53vKCt1uL-YH93TiL8uUV74b-oIvC0U17_wM/s72-c/315D44F0-2E4E-40BD-84C8-9B45580259B7_1_105_c.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-1933902394715975995</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2025 10:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-09-15T06:53:54.612-04:00</atom:updated><title>End Male Creepiness</title><atom:summary type="text">Every single woman is all too aware there are gazillions of creepy men -- and on top of that, the creepy women who support the creepy men thinking it is in their own self interest.Men who &quot;depreciate&quot; women. Men who objectify women in drawings, words, events.Men who sexually and domestically abuse girls and women.Men who simply don&#39;t listen to women. Men who &quot;mansplain&quot; to women in every public </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/09/end-male-creepiness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxNQ1CvPN8W4BWGf1cGUaFncmO7sNkPnHIJHeI93hewdO_HyXeyDkmTOoHnREOLsuQ8hsCs0Qufu0_moOAR6F8uuwjE9FPvbJ_as9w2tdztYZ46RxaD9_cNFyjupZwQzl_bDZr1GRIzp39Zfz-iCVw33Q_Dv0MA_OUQfo7FGAs_0N6W5Z11Vg638RuUY8/s72-c/19295CE3-0030-4D43-8333-AEBC1284D47A_1_105_c.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-4879579836307066481</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2025 10:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-09-15T06:52:02.940-04:00</atom:updated><title>Bluebird Days &amp; Gun Violence</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;It&#39;s another beautiful September bluebird day here, just as it was on this date 24 years ago.Those of us who lived through 9/11 and its aftermath will never forget it, and those who died and whose lives were forever changed by that violence cannot be forgotten either.My heart aches for all the victims and survivors of sectarian, politicized violence everywhere.For the high school students </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/09/bluebird-days-gun-violence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyCesPkogG41YAOsfebK2a2-B8CcZm0OI6-ODJEC-nGWFz3_c0kDgw7tq_OiwmxT5QitkKskuO8tlQbKOrNcGBPcNWnEMy2wfaiLradvL2R8f3WXQ_QMbPxTi6ob40O8eqn-s5z8oK9s3spxL7pLMRfDNyFfnD5QKbHF7QngpOLJPikqaY_FMaPRklgC0/s72-c/676950E5-B2A0-4C84-891E-5D06373BFC12_1_102_a.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-7650662658338579051</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2025 10:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-09-15T06:49:41.793-04:00</atom:updated><title>Hates Becoming Heroes, and On Forgiving Your Enemies (to annoy them)</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;Difficult to watch how haters become heroes.&quot; - poet Joy Harjo&quot;Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.&quot; - poet Oscar WildeI&#39;ve got friends and family posting things like &quot;I am Charlie Kirk.&quot;I grieve for them in their grief.We must stop elevating hate speech. It is way past time to recognize that speech is itself an action. Speech can kill, and violence is never a solution.Hate </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/09/hates-becoming-heroes-and-on-forgiving.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-292963148925920930</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2025 13:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-09-07T09:13:22.788-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Last Saturday, we climbed into the truck and made the drive north to tekakapimek -- the new contact station at Katahdin Woods &amp;amp; Waters National Monument -- to be transported into the magic of this place we live and its thousands of years of stewardship by Maine&#39;s indigenous nations.The word tekakapimek is from the Penobscot language and means &quot;as far as one can see.&quot;This is a &quot;contact station</atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/09/httpsislestormaine.blogspot.comtekakapimek.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5bXXr2eeww01UjqMh8zDqMfaqFO30Co2OT4U9WdtFuXiKr4EEhA0EHWqvj0ipA0PZUVm4xPpN4Q3NNFOvL-EvdSVeOw2Ss0bLbDXo3ZyGHCvEwV4BwqktFohdeql6zctnNVdnrTGmcufjzyD53qN-piIbINIqN-TCCUFM11LEHeF9wCTzl6A3Kqsj_kg/s72-w640-h285-c/1FEC8C17-F409-4A0C-BBE5-F650BA3E7B45_1_105_c.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-6588090179496834312</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2025 15:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-09-01T11:03:55.321-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Importance of the Raspberry Patch</title><atom:summary type="text">I spent a couple of hours in our garden yesterday, picking raspberries, digging potatoes, re-homing milkweed...My mother, Mae, always said she found God nearest in her raspberry patch. When she tired of the faux-knowing ways of men and their man-made institution of the church, she still had faith that this planet and these lives are gifts to us for which to be grateful and to be treasured. She </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/09/the-importance-of-raspberry-patch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhElOmpqyKY992mgzi7AwPZpc9wKE_-ycqlpGDHrqIEhNUEnu1F5RzKKFsAFofoUPZpIUng0JZ8XrjkqAEl3NR8lu-hQYhKWDQp1GlgPyD-Zr1HJP4cH2bs4rPjw0hLPfUjaakWPmj9M6u0G8FxXaGjspVt9O3sAnSlWgpaeqPjsm_avRxMRrafDlECV1o/s72-w400-h300-c/IMG_0216.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-6018310359542858334</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2025 17:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-08-22T13:04:03.971-04:00</atom:updated><title>Mansions and Mobile Homes: the Fate of Our Communities?</title><atom:summary type="text">The Pell, or Newport, Bridge under constructionin 1968 with aircraft carrier U.S.S. Wasppassing beneath.The Claiborne Pell Bridge, named for the Senator who founded Pell grants to make college affordable for more students and rising above the mouth of might Narragansett Bay, opened in 1969.It is by far the tallest bridge in southern New England and by the time I got my driver&#39;s license a mere 44 </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/08/mansions-and-mobile-homes-fate-of-our.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIlNgGRz_-4URLDMFx6zuGPkuoiPEpcJNKtR-tUEMoj_cG8e6JCc4NBMgaqZseHLenK7uPz1Q5xBuuGMOjb7rSpxTcltTiEAnOqTgf0_sN3KxnWWNKv1zP5ZZQdJwij_cBT2Y3kc1ww0SoGDMZwNkMnQzdzl84pHr3eCQMIEDmdCD_96YdowSZwTsliEw/s72-c/F8D07256-86E3-45F1-A85C-FC6175FA862D.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-4223618350672795823</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2025 12:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-08-05T08:47:44.336-04:00</atom:updated><title>What is Rural Resilience, and How Do We Strengthen It?</title><atom:summary type="text">We’re hearing the word “resilience” tossed around a lot these days, especially since the storms of December 2023 - January 2024. These unprecedented storms brought unexpected southeasterly gales, ocean surges, flooding and heavy damages to Maine’s coastal and inland communities from which many are still recovering.“Resilience” is the ability of individuals and communities to withstand and/or to </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/08/what-is-rural-resilience-and-how-do-we.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5yCUbKrmaeAuogBGIPkQ92YbYDZjEXOe3Kxl5pu_fxaxZsOegz5sqbA2rjvfFJvo2Aua92fqFtNd5PKeZDcuvZxG5s6SfUMBNfUTs7bQSuz37d_eA7nwkQpj9jASsV-eb72rWp_S1_of5lKMrklpsUK8Og3HdJrzgj0ywcX76jy8sRdDy0wJ8xtM66PQ/s72-c/Resilience%20Roundtable%20Framework%20Design%20(1).png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-6673610995134844540</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2025 11:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-07-07T12:21:03.505-04:00</atom:updated><title>25 Years Celebrating Community</title><atom:summary type="text">Opera House Arts&#39; first season&#39;s schedule.by Carol Estey, Judith Jerome, Linda Nelson and Linda PattieTwenty-five years ago this July -- a quarter of a century ago! -- a new island nonprofit, Opera House Arts (OHA), held its reopening gala at a restored Stonington Opera House. 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-- thinking the U.S. democracy was the best thing since...slice bread? hot tubs? swims in the ocean?! -- to the extent I was an American Studies major in college.Today I think a lot about our U.S. white culture as a teeter totter that has been slammed to the ground on the side of individualism and is now </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/06/teeter-tottering-between-beauty-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjICcWxTr8jiEv1LD2lVE6eJZulmBdDW0ghPXaV8adjrAwXOqOKJ8dCbWE0p9gu_8aeZyra-Ktglu7rDGz7AZn6bHqNVBmLpYVu_UeGG4xhHU4JhoGrJl6vUlx92QQf1SUfvap15M6j9G4ZcwcqPTpFB8gPRqNgwsCRf7gpYhPMBVoXIdJLP9IUdpWDtN8/s72-c/AFCFC7A3-59E4-47A2-AADA-C6ED8D0FF8AA_1_105_c.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-268035920533340398</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2025 11:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-06-02T07:33:18.269-04:00</atom:updated><title>Pride, Sanctuary, and Why Allies Matter</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;The hand blown rainbow glass giftedto me by my English teacher uponmy high school graduation.June Pride.&amp;nbsp;This year, we not only remember but activate the true meaning of Pride -- a riotous and righteous fight for our lives as well as a celebration of who we are.Why does Pride have more relevance and hopefully more impact this year?Just as in the &#39;60&#39;s, when the Stonewall riot launched </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/06/pride-sanctuary-and-why-allies-matter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN8VYjdvw9qi5K8VxaWGqEY5iurb6b6o65DVAm40MB2a2lN2iyWq0aY3ClItjNhLzhw4Qd4qSM6r0DtDEu4pX8ZkVLDw81GX3H3Pet0OHmMMSJcxoBkEblCWnRF_jyLgh_BBM0Id4YwgXh5JnDQGHAxsnvq6NF2CQTBi4MNSm0kQh1PbcBh-BdoCwpRng/s72-c/9B5ECA6A-ED86-4BEF-9B9B-EB36BDE5D8C1_4_5005_c.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-5198211100516790380</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2025 19:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-28T08:24:20.764-04:00</atom:updated><title>Mystic Pizza, Sorrow, and Me</title><atom:summary type="text">The young Julia Roberts as a Portuguese-American&quot;local&quot; pool shark with her rich, preppy potentialbeau in 1988&#39;s &quot;Mystic Pizza.&quot;What&#39;s a sorrow that&#39;s been a teacher to you in your life?The poet and theologian Padraig O Tuama&amp;nbsp;offered this question up for our Sunday morning reflection in his Poetry Unbound email this morning.What&#39;s yours?You may be surprised to know that mine tied into </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/04/the-young-julia-roberts-as-portuguese.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1rfvazlIQffWP9jcbv9dyoMdkgZ5Cx8aKCGd40SNf3qXwiF1vhY5IKzgZiQF8mk9glc4kwcJ2brJzybtbdd8y3ZWx5DXN77DRuz8eKX1F6shu8CHYD4cscAJ9G9M6UDNTGS4O_YJ_IwAPdbd3pgA-5ka75pBIqznzv440d6jOGW1VcNKmwxCSh-vv6F0/s72-c/mystic%20pizza.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-4753483578794768837</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2025 13:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-17T09:51:42.618-04:00</atom:updated><title>My Grandmother&#39;s Great Depression - and Ours</title><atom:summary type="text">Mary Urban Endrich,my mother&#39;s mother, in front oftheir garage in Old Saybrook, CTEconomic recessions hit poor people the hardest.&amp;nbsp;The Great Depression following the market crash in 1929 lasted a full decade, ending only in 1939 with the advent of World War II and the &quot;boom&quot; provided by a wartime economy of military production.It turned many peoples lives upside down forever -- including my </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/03/my-grandmothers-great-depression-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLDMUXNFZB1-myGxYw7G9JDmzIOfSjWuBDYmcq3HoMazp7elR5HV1UN5Sx-zNwvnnei8aqcwRxBiGEb0AZgg9sk5sDCiWXgjuBUtWh4r20i0L2MqdTdegStBR3Cu5BaObUYl_T9Ca3YOH640orqHXf2KCAS3qMbWtAgSZALgncRkX7tl9jafGQgmhvUp4/s72-c/027F0AC6-13ED-40B9-ABCA-FEF48B4C26DE_1_105_c.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-2234531916513334517</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2025 11:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-10T20:42:46.887-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Triumph of Mechanism Over Grace: How Do We Respond?</title><atom:summary type="text">A new, feminist production of a classicat American Repertory TheaterCan we break our historic cycles of violence against each other?If you’ve gone through something traumatic, can you ever go back to who you were?Can you ever go back home?This is the essential question behind the new version of &quot;The Odyssey&quot; by Kate Hamill at American Repertory Theater in Cambridge, which I saw last weekend.I&#39;m </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/03/the-triumph-of-mechanism-over-grace-how.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbgzt7TAkQFB6zg4rezQM3ULzqHspmuJIQlJK2qczeOKUn-Cd6lf9RiBwd26T8ScvQAzDWeKjupia96k7uQPFML0VlSzlqH0Ld1RRI1fVzCsxCyDhDJbSlNo8DXvE3EZE00oZhR51bX_C69yuBRKypXD_UT05v1n-rXHdBhaKqrXEHzlqt8p8Ah_IaJq0/s72-c/2C07BF05-10B9-42BA-83D5-1FCA5A3465A1_1_105_c.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-6175561135893611282</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Feb 2025 15:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-02-23T07:33:31.938-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Bust of the Boomers: How We Failed and What&#39;s Next</title><atom:summary type="text">Baby boomer as artist in smock.I&#39;m at the tail end of the baby boom generations -- i.e., a &quot;young&quot; boomer at age 63.Our generation is the result of a tremendous post-World War II U.S. economic surge, coupled with the optimism and relief that fascism had been vanquished by American exceptionalism, and genocide in both Germany and Russia at least temporarily halted.With all of this hope and </atom:summary><link>http://islestormaine.blogspot.com/2025/02/the-bust-of-boomers-how-we-failed-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda L Nelson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX6skvf92WB6QTI_vlaTu9h5iAi_nnsshPj3niYLeehxTG0WVKNOcBYgFNpKYOljFwL2cduWB3Vwn8sYs7CeLrMm28zUG1OkBFArQ0jchv7oIPzTgSY3WuwCdeu3SnqXh2B4o0Gri64nXwadh3N-XziDh2HBtg7vqLeFLSvswp9a2QCLdInUK355GF0_g/s72-c/Linda%20in%20hat%20and%20smock.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3110096575059586398.post-5758703335326859204</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Feb 2025 13:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-02-08T08:50:51.834-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Gritty Grandmother&#39;s Rooming House</title><atom:summary type="text">My grandmother by adoption, Signe, immigrated to New Britain CT from Sweden when she was 18 years old in 1916.She came to help her sister care for her twin girls -- Eva and Valborg. 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A new haven. A port in the storm.We&#39;ve navigated through our share of storms recently, both personally and as communities and as a nation. 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