I have already mentioned Brian Doyle’s brilliant Leaping: revelations and epiphanies. I have his permission to quote several segments and I plan to do so over the coming weeks. This warm and inviting passage, from the beginning of the book, sets the tone for all the rest:
Credo – Latin for “I believe,” which I do, very strongly, in a number of things.
I believe that there is a mysterious and graceful and miraculous Coherence stitched through this world.
I believe that this life is an extraordinary gift, a blink of bright light between vast darknesses.
I believe that the fingerprints of the Maker are everywhere: children, hawks, water.
I believe that even sadness and tragedy and evil are part of that Mind we cannot comprehend but only thank, a Mind especially to be thanked, oddly, when it is most inscrutable.
I believe that children are hilarious and brilliant mammals.
I believe that everything is a prayer.
I believe that my wife is the strongest and most graceful female being I have ever met, with the possible exception of my mother.
I believe that a family is a peculiar and powerful corporation, lurching toward light, webbed by love, a whole ridiculously bigger than its parts.
I believe, additionally, that friends are family.
I believe, deeply and relievedly, in giggling.
I believe that the best of all possible breakfasts is a pear with a cup of ferocious coffee, taken near the ocean, rather later in the morning than earlier, preferably in the company of a small sleepy child still in her or his rumpled and warm pajamas, his or her skin as warm and tawny as a cougar pelt.
I believe that love is our greatest and hardest work.
Brian’s writing is so luminous that I ache to read it.