Good Too — Sunday Morning

ABOUT SUNDAY MORNING

Growing up, Sunday mornings were waffles, bacon, eggs scrambled in bacon grease, the Sunday Chronicle strewn all over the living room, Checkers (woof) and Patches (meow) in the middle of it all, and the 49ers and Giants games a constant. Sometimes this gave way to full-on pajama days.

In grad school, I’d curl up in front of a 9” black and white TV for a full hour of sanctuary with Charles Kuralt on CBS Sunday Morning. For that hour, homework, grades, thesis anxiety, and the stark deficit of money disappeared in the simple, calming, quiet wonder and brilliance of nature, real people, and humor — not the laugh out loud kind, the subtle, midwestern wink-of-an-eye kind.

When Campbell and Maddie were little, we’d snuggle in bed together with books and our menagerie of furry friends, while debating making waffles, getting donuts or bagels, or venturing out for breakfast at Emil Villa’s.

Now it’s coffee, meditation, journaling, NPR, taking in the beauty of the Willamette, and a leisurely breakfast at my favorite cafe.

So is the spirit of Sunday Morning. In a noisy, crowded, and polarized world of too much to do and way too much to keep up with, this periodic column aspires to provide simple curated ideas and research to enjoy and put to use.

Let’s together honor the peace and sanctuary that is Sunday Morning and grow some brain cells.

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