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Cellular Connections

May 12, 2012 ~ KPB Stevens ~ 1 Comment

"Moms must be many in one."  That's how Jena Pincott ends her article on fetal cells (Our Selves, Other Cells).  She's talking about a phenomena called microchimerism, named for the mythic beast that is made up of many different animals, usually depicted as having three heads, one a goat's, one a dragon's, and one a … Continue reading Cellular Connections

Julian of Norwich

May 8, 2012May 8, 2012 ~ KPB Stevens ~ Leave a comment

Julian of Norwich didn’t see sin, and the pain and suffering which accompany it, as a problem which could be solved theologically.  For her, sin is an existential state of ignorance, which humanity can escape from by arriving at a greater knowledge of God.  This knowledge can be obtained not only by casting one’s eyes … Continue reading Julian of Norwich

How Not to be a Ghost

April 20, 2012 ~ KPB Stevens ~ Leave a comment

They gave him a piece of broiled fish, and he took it and ate in their presence. It's much more possible to be ghostlike right now than at any other previous time in human history.  Being a ghost doesn't mean being without an image, or not being in people's presence.  The disciples saw Jesus when … Continue reading How Not to be a Ghost

Lazarus Illustration

April 16, 2012April 16, 2012 ~ KPB Stevens ~ Leave a comment

Here's an illustration of Lazarus coming out of the tomb that I did for Holy Week.  It has what I can only describe as the Dante problem, i.e. hell seems more dramatic and interesting than the heaven that Lazarus is moving towards.  The two suffering souls are borrowed from Gustave Dore, so I guess you … Continue reading Lazarus Illustration

Joanna

April 16, 2012April 16, 2012 ~ KPB Stevens ~ Leave a comment

On the day before the Passover, Joanna goes to the house of her friend Salome, the wife of Saphat.  She stands by herself in the antechamber as the servants go to announce her.  Light falls through the high slit of a window and lays flat against the grainy stone of the wall.  She can hear … Continue reading Joanna

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