In Advent, no warning, the writing become disuptive. I forget that we are not in this together, and that my understanding of the illusion of separate interests cannot by force overcome that illusion in another. Why is this so hard? Over the weekend I read Jane Yolen’s YA history of the Shakers. I have lovedContinue reading “Advent Travels: The World as Eden”
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Advent Travels: A Footnote Almost
We put our tree up yesterday. Late Friday, C. drove with our daughters to a farm a couple town north, an old man with a meadow full of scraggly pines. You put twenty bucks in an envelope on the porch and then cut down a tree. It’s a tall tree – at least seven feet.Continue reading “Advent Travels: A Footnote Almost”
Advent Travels: Be Mary
When I wrote Thursday’s post, the Advent travels ended. The writing will go on, of course. But I found what I was looking for. C texted mid-afternoon saying “I read it 4 times.” When you know, you know. Jasper came by later and we stood on the front porch, sipping hot chocolate in the cold.Continue reading “Advent Travels: Be Mary”
Advent Travels: What Dancing Looks and Feels Like
Sawicki says that whatever Christ is, it is contagious (Seeing the Lord 327). What does this mean? When you say “whatever Christ is” you are tacitly saying you don’t know what Christ is. But when you say “Christ is contagious” you are boldly claiming a deep understanding of the experience of Christ. In a senseContinue reading “Advent Travels: What Dancing Looks and Feels Like”
Advent Travels: Mary Said It
0 I cannot figure out if Marianne Sawicki is holding my hand or slapping me awake from a nightmare. How could I choose? Summarizing aspects of Edward Schillbeeckx’s thinking she casually shreds the past fifteen years of my life. Nothing matters but this. The experience of grace grows out of the fundamental experience of one’sContinue reading “Advent Travels: Mary Said It”
Advent Travels: Snakes and Hotel Windows
In the fourth dialogue in Dialogues on A Course in Miracles, Tara Singh asks a good question: what did you do today in which there were no illusions? Some people say, “the wilderness” is a symbol, a metaphor, a word being a word. The real question is to what does it point? I can’t decideContinue reading “Advent Travels: Snakes and Hotel Windows”