My evening brought a foray into the world of my favorite blogs, having just finished three books in quick succession...I had to catch up on my "sick preoccupation" (see earlier blog). I started at one I love to revisit and glean from occasionally. It linked me to another point on another page. And then another. And another. I was seven observations deep before I came up for air. The news has done an interesting thing these days- for those watching and listening. Such massive, intriguing entanglements; such discourse coming from some...the thing that is amazing is that wisdom and truth are questioned at every turn. Wisdom seems to jump out from one perspective and then has the potential to be completely countered and stifled just as quickly as it came. Kinda makes me ambivalent. The tendency to nourish uneasiness is too tempting for us. The option seems to be to pour gasoline upon the raging bonfire of current events. The inclination to be trite and pithy or clever and evasive seems to be all that we have in the face of often menacing reports. Gas prices, election, Borders, war, religion, spirituality, economy. I have to keep reminding myself that I have permission not to live in fear.
Sometimes I want to sleep in...Sometimes I wish I had my nose in the clouds or fingernails in the soil, oblivious to the currents at the base of this river we're in. Yeah, I guess I make that choice everyday by limited the news that streams in. I catch myself wondering when it all got so complicated that I'd rather turn off the light and go to sleep than read more or talk about it. Is it my age that is making me resentful of the complication all around? My station in life? Stress levels? I could swear that I was just sweeping and designing White Pine rooms in the forest floor behind my elementary school like last week. Good was good. Bad was bad. You were in. You were out. Laughter came quick. Tears just as easy. Pain was surprising. Joy was common. When you disagreed you might hit your best friend and then hug them later that day, tingling with satisfaction in knowing and being known by them. And the whole world held promise, even when it was dark. Especially when it was dark.
We don't have to fear. I'll see you at recess.
