…good policy and order should be constituted and observed in the Kirk where, as in the house of God, it becomes all things to be done decently and in order. –from the Scots Confession, Chapter XX (first adopted in 1560) I got back from the gym about 9:30a, the usual and appropriate time, but instead of […]
Today is a riding-in-the-car day. Which is good(ish) for writing, because my chief alternate activity is to watch out the windows. But I get headachy when I focus on the screen as the world rolls by. Can’t have everything. … I was up really early this morning. Got to see the dawn sunlight turn everything […]
After R’s comments got me thinking first thing this morning, I decided I’m liking my “back-to-practice” analogy. Diving back into the water after a few weeks away is something I had a lot of experience with in the past, and I suspect I can use my visceral memory to bump my brain into gear. Though […]
I found time today to watch Jennifer Louden chat around “What is the story you’re telling your creative self?” She offers thought-provoking journaling prompts in all her works, including today’s, but this one had me shaking my head and wryly laughing. Roughly paraphrased, she asked listeners to first identify one creative desire/thing you want to […]
I can will what is right, but I cannot do it. -Romans 7:18b We keep a wall calendar in our kitchen, to have artwork as well as a graphical shape for each month. It’s not our “real” calendar, but one where we (I) add block-type things… travel, day-long meetings, semester starts and stops. For January […]
I didn’t collect myself enough yesterday to get any writing in. Plus, as I rummaged through my brain I wasn’t finding much besides playground gravel and cobwebs. Today I almost had an idea, but then it faded out. And as I watched it melt away, I thought: Full-Family Time has kicked in. And will be […]
A well-run household. [The visitor] must have been met with ceremony on the threshold when he arrived unexpectedly. It would not be easy to take these retainers by surprise. Cadfael asked for the lord Leoric, and was told that he was out[…] but he would be sent for at once, if Brother Cadfael would wait […]
Let the snake wait under his weed and the writing be of words, slow and quick, sharp to strike, quiet to wait, sleepless. —through metaphor to reconcile the people and the stones. Compose. (No ideas but in things) Invent! Saxifrage is my flower that splits the rocks. —William Carlos Williams, as included in […]
It wasn’t an engaging instance of the genre called “sermon.” My Sweetie turned to me afterwards and said, “That was a lot like a philosophy lecture.” Well, yes, even at the outset he warned us of what was to come–Dr. Greenaway is, after all, a professor of philosophical theology. My father once inscribed on a […]
I have been trudging uphill this week–thighs straining, calves protesting, asking myself, “Do I actually need to keep going?” and muttering to myself, “I’m much better at swimming.” Metaphorically speaking, that is. (Except for the swimming part; I am much better at swimming than other physical activities.) In the absence of other input, I’m telling […]
