I love this post, and it's gotten me thinking about what numbs my sense of urgency. What is the opposite of urgency? There is something within me that willfully ignores what is most urgent in my life until it's inescapable. And that kind of denial, or willful blindness, can infect a whole life, corrupting my clarity about other, seemingly unrelated issues.
Beautifully said, Krista. I wonder how willful it truly is--or how much it's also about A. survival and B. the conditions of contemporary American life. As you also said the other day, certain natural experiences--like being in a river/in water--can really bring clarity. Let's float/splash again soon! xo
The year: I loved being at home with no demands.... except for my body’s need for food and meds ( can you believe I am 76?????). After the whirlwind of teaching for so long, I think my body and brain needed a good, long break. I got it and I loved it. Now that my house in Toms River is fairly organized, I can once again begin to think about how and where I wish to share myself ( Unitarian Universalist group for sure). A book club here at HOLIDAY CITY SOUTH for my fellow 55+ neighbors might be on the horizon too. But primarily I want to add to the essays I have been writing about my life and my struggles with fundamentalism. Being reared in that fundie atmosphere affected my world view for a long time..... and I have a responsibility to share that story, I think. Perhaps especially now that our America aseems to be divided into Christian sects.... that are Basically at war with each other . I want, however, to avoid becoming preachy.
Those are my responses to being in virtual isolation for a year. Love! Ananda! Pat
I love this post, and it's gotten me thinking about what numbs my sense of urgency. What is the opposite of urgency? There is something within me that willfully ignores what is most urgent in my life until it's inescapable. And that kind of denial, or willful blindness, can infect a whole life, corrupting my clarity about other, seemingly unrelated issues.
Beautifully said, Krista. I wonder how willful it truly is--or how much it's also about A. survival and B. the conditions of contemporary American life. As you also said the other day, certain natural experiences--like being in a river/in water--can really bring clarity. Let's float/splash again soon! xo
This post has awakened something in me I thought had vanished permanently. Thank you for the "permission slip" to come back to center, Belle and Bea.
The year: I loved being at home with no demands.... except for my body’s need for food and meds ( can you believe I am 76?????). After the whirlwind of teaching for so long, I think my body and brain needed a good, long break. I got it and I loved it. Now that my house in Toms River is fairly organized, I can once again begin to think about how and where I wish to share myself ( Unitarian Universalist group for sure). A book club here at HOLIDAY CITY SOUTH for my fellow 55+ neighbors might be on the horizon too. But primarily I want to add to the essays I have been writing about my life and my struggles with fundamentalism. Being reared in that fundie atmosphere affected my world view for a long time..... and I have a responsibility to share that story, I think. Perhaps especially now that our America aseems to be divided into Christian sects.... that are Basically at war with each other . I want, however, to avoid becoming preachy.
Those are my responses to being in virtual isolation for a year. Love! Ananda! Pat