[Pagan Blog Project post for last week. It’s been delayed for reasons that will become obvious.]
Last week’s news was very complicated.
Boston is no longer my home, but it’s where I’m from. I was born in Boston (at what was then Women’s Lying In). In the 37 years since, I have been in and out of Boston countless times. I have wandered the Boston Public Library (and Copley Square). I have ambled down Newbury Street. I have walked across the Common, and down through what was known as the Combat Zone. I have gone through South Station on the way to many other places. I’ve spent endless hours at the Science Museum, and the Museum of Fine Arts, and all sorts of other spots. And, over the course of two summers of language classes, quite a lot of time in and around Harvard. I have not quite done … Continue reading