As I was looking forward (think: ahead, think: pleasurably anticipate) to my pilgrimage-in-place time, I made a list of the inward spiritual practices I’ve done. Ignatian exercises, in the 5-day format, up at Montserrat Jesuit Retreat House walking labyrinth meditations crafting a 3-day local retreat for myself and two other parent-artists, when all our progeny […]
How to move forward? When I make my way by stepping on the stones God sets before me, which are the sturdy ones? Which are set by the Adversary, and will drop me without a trace (like the puzzles in The Last Campfire)? One of the ways is to step through whatever door opens in […]
Pasado Tenemos que echar abajo el pasadoy como se construyepiso por piso, ventana a ventana,y sube el edificioasí, bajando vamosprimero tejas rotasluego orgullosas puertashasta que del pasadosale polvocomo si se golpearacontra el suelo,sala humocomo si se quemara,y cada nuevo díarelucecomo un platovacío :no hay nada, no hubo nada :hay que llenarlode nuevas nutricionesespaciosas,entonces, hacia abajocae […]
What you are observing about yourself in this actual season of your life + COVID impacted-season?At this “moment,” what sense of fatigue/disillusionment/entanglement/anger/fear/etc would you like to journey away from, and what renewing blessing would you like to move toward? Dr. Bobbi Kaye Jones, Pastor As Pilgrim syllabus Observing about myself? I would say I haven’t […]
I’m taking a class this term called “The Pastor as Pilgrim.” It’s off to a slow start, mostly due to it needing to be reconfigured from a travel seminar, but I’m amused to note that the booklist and materials-list has a 75%+ overlap with what I already have. Mostly the books are on my, “Oh! […]
Uninterrupted days occasion us,Affording light, withdrawing light,Almost as if someone too far away,Had thought but then forgotten why he thoughtOr, intuitive, had acted without causeAnd, looking again, wondered what it was he meant. Self-thinking and forgetful at one time,We live in rooms we know too wellUntil that ocular day,Vivid for the sky’s emptiness:The desk no […]
My pandemic co-worker is on vacation this week*, so I’m on my own for lunch. My Sweetie, perhaps sensing this void?, came by to think out loud through the leftovers in the fridge… since my Before-Times drill was to use leftovers for lunch, it’s good to plant the dinner flags early. * Annd now pretty […]
I think I’ve always categorized classes, seminars, whatnot like this — but without the labels: A fire-hose of what I’m looking for So good to scratch that itch Fascinating and I’ll put it in my back pocket —Girl Scouts are always prepared Huh — didn’t know that thing… the other things, though… Glad to be […]
That’s it for today. Just the monkey I took over from B when she cleaned out her childhood desk. It (they?) has a even tinier Velcro strip on the belly, for… I have no idea. Riding sideways on pencils? Looping through a buttonhole? A very nice monkey to have around.
Somehow I don’t watch TV. It’s turned on, many evenings — My Sweetie decompresses that way. And when I sit down nearby, and express a preference, he generally adjusts to what I suggest. But I just don’t sit downwhere I can see the TV. I used to think — in part I still think — […]
