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[content notes: suicide of someone I know from church who struggled with treatment-resistant depression]
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Dec. 31st, 2012 11:18 am[LJ kept refusing to let the update go through last night, so, posting this morning.]
Sun. Dec. 30, 2012
As it turned out, the blacktop of College Ave. was well-cleared, so I actually could have biked to church -- avoiding the whole "walking in the street" issue as the sidewalks were only intermittently cleared until about midway into Tufts campus (though there weren't many vehicles on the road, so I didn't feel unsafe) -- but I opted not to turn around and get my bike (in part because I had just chatted with Joan across the street about the fact that I wasn't biking today -- apparently she sees me biking a lot ... and is glad I wear a helmet).
It was after sunset that I came home, but the sidewalks didn't feel too dangerous to me, so I probably could have biked home fine, too (and there was even, to my surprise, enough clearing for me to have parked my bike where I normally park it across the street from morning church).
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"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
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Sun. Dec. 30, 2012
As it turned out, the blacktop of College Ave. was well-cleared, so I actually could have biked to church -- avoiding the whole "walking in the street" issue as the sidewalks were only intermittently cleared until about midway into Tufts campus (though there weren't many vehicles on the road, so I didn't feel unsafe) -- but I opted not to turn around and get my bike (in part because I had just chatted with Joan across the street about the fact that I wasn't biking today -- apparently she sees me biking a lot ... and is glad I wear a helmet).
It was after sunset that I came home, but the sidewalks didn't feel too dangerous to me, so I probably could have biked home fine, too (and there was even, to my surprise, enough clearing for me to have parked my bike where I normally park it across the street from morning church).
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Unison Prayer of Confession***
God,
You are big open love that knows no boundaries
And that can be hard on us.
Honestly, it would be easier to keep track of You if You were a little smaller,
A little less mobile.
You are everywhere,
But that includes so many places that we'd rather not be and we'd prefer that
You kept away from them too.
When you go there, it's hard for us to follow.
You are a wide-open welcome,
But we'd be more comfortable if you could be a little more selective -- just to keep things simple.
It's just a tough job, working a room as big as Yours, and it can make us feel small and lost.
You sent Jesus to us to help sort things out.
If we get confused, he said, just love one another.
Really, we'd like to know, what's so simple about that?
God, we can get lost in your big open love.
And not know how to find You.
Help us to stop trying to make You smaller so that our faith might feel bigger.
Be with us as we follow you into a world without walls.
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mylittleredgirl [more info]After three days, Mary and Joseph found Jesus in the Temple, sitting among the teachers, listening to them and asking them questions. And all who heard Jesus were amazed at Jesus' answers and understanding.
-Luke 2:46-47 (NRSV, alt.)
( joy sadhana )Kathy M's memorial service was today. Because of who Kathy was, there was a lot more music than is standard (there were 3 choir anthems and 3 hymns the congregation sang).
The opening anthem was "The Deer's Cry" by Shaun Davey (based on St. Patrick's Breastplate -- the song which opens, "I arise today..."). I think I was crying by the end of that, and I definitely cried a lot during Molly's homily.
Crying, for me at least, feels like an emptying out, and I was thinking, early in the service, experiencing that feeling of being emptied, that it would be good to have Communion at the end of the service.
In part, I'm sure, because I'd seen this on Tumblr this morning:
I would want it to be a real actual feast. Fine, it's a symbol, but a bite of bread dipped in juice (or wine) doesn't feel like a powerful symbol to me. I don't experience Communion as powerful magic, and that's in part just because of who I am, but also because I feel like there's "no there there" -- that if it's supposed to demonstrate Jesus' radical hospitality, and Jesus' enduring presence with us, and to model the Realm of God, then it should really be a feast.
"Sleeping in the Forest" - Mary Oliver
"Coming to God: First Days" - Mary Oliver
1 Corinthians 13:4-12
I knew Kathy was only 64 when she died, but I was still surprised, when I saw her daughters go up to the chancel to do the readings, how young they looked. They could be my age. Which, my parents are 53 and 61, so I suppose they probably are.
The closing hymn was "I'll Fly Away," which I have an active dislike for, but because I have heard so much about the grace with which Kathy approached death, I could tell myself that it meant something different in this context (even though while I was actually looking at the words I was aware I was stretching).
[Edit: During the Prayer time, Jeff M. acknowledged and opened up space for: the other griefs this brings to the surface (not limited to people who have died), the fact that Kathy could be difficult and inviting us to extend forgiveness to her, and if there was anything we felt like we wanted/needed forgiveness for (e.g., things we had done, things we hadn't done, ...) to allow ourselves to feel forgiveness from Kathy just like we had just extended forgiveness to her. This is the first funeral I've been to at FCS, so I don't know if this is standard here, but I really liked it.]
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At the reception, I told Harold (who was wearing a suit) that I felt very undressed looking at him (I was wearing my black shirt with the glitter Phoenix on it, blue jeans, and my lace-up flats with stars on them). He did say he liked my shirt :)
During the reception, there was an open mic for anyone who wanted to share.
Her ex-husband spoke, and he said in keeping with the theme of the grace with which she dealt with her illness(es), she had reached out to him and told him she harbored no ill feelings about their breakup and that she was glad he was the father of her children. I cried.
I got up to get some juice and a guy got up and introduced himself as "Ron" and his voice sounded familiar before I saw his face and I realized it wasron_newman. He talked about having worked with Kathy on various Somerville things and I think I had already started crying, but where I clutched my heart was when he said he hadn't know that she was sick until he heard of her death last week, and so he wanted to come here to be able to say goodbye to Kathy because he hadn't been able to say goodbye to her before she died. While I know that people I know from church have lives outside of church, it hadn't really hit me that there would be people who would grieve her death but who wouldn't have been a part of her circles such that they would have found out about her illness before her death.
Jenny U got up and I started crying basically immediately because Jenny was her neighbor and was the connection that brought Kathy to FCS and I knew Jenny must be so sad -- and indeed Jenny was crying throughout her talking, and so I was doing the "crying because the other person is crying" thing the whole time.
A friend of Kathy's asked if anyone knew "Ezekiel Saw the Wheel" (which, sidebar, blessing of the bicycles!) and led a sing-along of that.
Betsy M (I think) led an impromptu "If I Had a Hammer," which song I don't really know but which I loved at the end.
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"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
-mylittleredgirl [more info]
Thus says God to these bones: "I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live. I will lay sinews on you, and will cause flesh to come upon you, and cover you with skin, and put breath in you, and you shall live; and you shall know that I am God." (Ezekiel 37:5-6, NRSV, alt.)
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The opening anthem was "The Deer's Cry" by Shaun Davey (based on St. Patrick's Breastplate -- the song which opens, "I arise today..."). I think I was crying by the end of that, and I definitely cried a lot during Molly's homily.
Crying, for me at least, feels like an emptying out, and I was thinking, early in the service, experiencing that feeling of being emptied, that it would be good to have Communion at the end of the service.
In part, I'm sure, because I'd seen this on Tumblr this morning:
awkwardbutaccurate: “foretaste of the feast to come” sounds really familiar, almost like it’s in the Eucharistic prayer. Anyone know?[My immediate response to "foretaste of the feast to come" was, "OF COURSE it's in the Eucharistic liturgy!" so when I saw gales' response I thought, "Oh, apparently I have absorbed my best friend's liturgy." I mean, I know it's not in the Communion liturgies my churches use, but...]
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galesofnovember: Google tells me it’s in the Lutheran Eucharistic liturgy. I think it’s in one of the rites in the BCP too, because I swear I’ve heard that phrase.
I would want it to be a real actual feast. Fine, it's a symbol, but a bite of bread dipped in juice (or wine) doesn't feel like a powerful symbol to me. I don't experience Communion as powerful magic, and that's in part just because of who I am, but also because I feel like there's "no there there" -- that if it's supposed to demonstrate Jesus' radical hospitality, and Jesus' enduring presence with us, and to model the Realm of God, then it should really be a feast.
Lord, what shall I do that IThe readings were:
can't quiet myself?
Here is the bread, and
here is the cup,
I can't quiet myself.
To enter the language of transformation!
-from Mary Oliver's "Coming to God: First Days"
"Sleeping in the Forest" - Mary Oliver
"Coming to God: First Days" - Mary Oliver
1 Corinthians 13:4-12
I knew Kathy was only 64 when she died, but I was still surprised, when I saw her daughters go up to the chancel to do the readings, how young they looked. They could be my age. Which, my parents are 53 and 61, so I suppose they probably are.
The closing hymn was "I'll Fly Away," which I have an active dislike for, but because I have heard so much about the grace with which Kathy approached death, I could tell myself that it meant something different in this context (even though while I was actually looking at the words I was aware I was stretching).
[Edit: During the Prayer time, Jeff M. acknowledged and opened up space for: the other griefs this brings to the surface (not limited to people who have died), the fact that Kathy could be difficult and inviting us to extend forgiveness to her, and if there was anything we felt like we wanted/needed forgiveness for (e.g., things we had done, things we hadn't done, ...) to allow ourselves to feel forgiveness from Kathy just like we had just extended forgiveness to her. This is the first funeral I've been to at FCS, so I don't know if this is standard here, but I really liked it.]
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At the reception, I told Harold (who was wearing a suit) that I felt very undressed looking at him (I was wearing my black shirt with the glitter Phoenix on it, blue jeans, and my lace-up flats with stars on them). He did say he liked my shirt :)
During the reception, there was an open mic for anyone who wanted to share.
Her ex-husband spoke, and he said in keeping with the theme of the grace with which she dealt with her illness(es), she had reached out to him and told him she harbored no ill feelings about their breakup and that she was glad he was the father of her children. I cried.
I got up to get some juice and a guy got up and introduced himself as "Ron" and his voice sounded familiar before I saw his face and I realized it was
ron_newman. He talked about having worked with Kathy on various Somerville things and I think I had already started crying, but where I clutched my heart was when he said he hadn't know that she was sick until he heard of her death last week, and so he wanted to come here to be able to say goodbye to Kathy because he hadn't been able to say goodbye to her before she died. While I know that people I know from church have lives outside of church, it hadn't really hit me that there would be people who would grieve her death but who wouldn't have been a part of her circles such that they would have found out about her illness before her death.Jenny U got up and I started crying basically immediately because Jenny was her neighbor and was the connection that brought Kathy to FCS and I knew Jenny must be so sad -- and indeed Jenny was crying throughout her talking, and so I was doing the "crying because the other person is crying" thing the whole time.
A friend of Kathy's asked if anyone knew "Ezekiel Saw the Wheel" (which, sidebar, blessing of the bicycles!) and led a sing-along of that.
Betsy M (I think) led an impromptu "If I Had a Hammer," which song I don't really know but which I loved at the end.
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mylittleredgirl [more info]Thus says God to these bones: "I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live. I will lay sinews on you, and will cause flesh to come upon you, and cover you with skin, and put breath in you, and you shall live; and you shall know that I am God." (Ezekiel 37:5-6, NRSV, alt.)
( Read more... )[Pentecost +4]
Jun. 30th, 2012 10:07 pmFCS
I was surprised that Thom W. took so long to teach us "Uyai mose (Come All You People)," as I feel really familiar with this Zimbabwean song, but maybe I know it from e.g. Convo.
Apparently we're doing a summer book series, and Molly started off with Where the Wild Things Are. (fox1013, I thought of you.)
It was Jubilee Sunday, which meant the kids were in the Sanctuary for the entirety of the service. Jubilee Sunday is not my favorite thing. Molly talked about how people have negative conceptions of Christians, but those aren't necessarily true of us ("We're not weird" -- which we all know is not true, so I hate that she used it as stand-in for "we are not weird in the negative ways that some people except us to be"; she invited people to say "I'm a Christian and [something about themselves]"; one of the new members said, "Late at night, when I'm all alone, I play the banjo in my attic;" yeah, we are totally weird).
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I went to a Keshet event and picked up a copy of their July & August 2012 calendar, which included:
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Anyway, the event itself.
Ladin read from "The God Thing" chapter of her book.
"we are all melachim [angels] -- as if human lives were God's vocal chords"
"Sometimes we want divine room service, but usually we don't, anymore than children want to be followed around by nagging parents who are always right. So God speaks to us through the voices we so desperately want to hear -- other people's."
She talked about circumcision, about the idea (from rabbinic tradition I assume, though I didn't write it down in my notes) that male Jews recreate their bodies to reflect their true identity.
She talked about Shakespeare plays where people change clothes and people don't recognize them and fall in love with them -- said she always thought that was stupid plotting, but then she was at a conference and when she was dressed as herself, people didn't recognize her at all (they knew her as a man, so when they saw her as a woman, it was like, "I don't know a woman who looks like that, don't need to register that person at all").
A woman in front of me said she "works with kids who are born in all sorts of ways parents didn't ask for or sign up for" and mentioned a book of blessing (the name/author of which I didn't catch -- I should have asked afterward) which has the (non-gendered) blessing: "may you be who you are, and may you be blessed in who you are."
Same woman said that "welcoming GBLT...QI..." people is not an add-on but a different theology.
Ladin talked about the fact that we make assumptions about people's genders based on the initial cues we read and talked about the need for a definition of humanness that doesn't rest in gender distinctions -- so that we can respect people even when you can't make sense of their gender.
She talked about how surgery etc. for trans folk is considered medical decision. She said, "we are not allowed to know who we are -- other people have to approve that."
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There were lots of attractive queer-looking ~women, and I am bad at initiating small-talk, and after the event proper was over and people were just mingling, I just wanted a nap (the heat of the room probably wasn't helping), so I bailed rather than attempt to socialize, but I was also thinking about how I feel sort of like an interloper in Jewish spaces. I sent Scott an email about this and he replied the next morning: "this requires in-person comment.... but the short form is DON'T PANIC!" ♥
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"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
-mylittleredgirl [more info]
Thus says God to these bones: "I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live. I will lay sinews on you, and will cause flesh to come upon you, and cover you with skin, and put breath in you, and you shall live; and you shall know that I am God." (Ezekiel 37:5-6, NRSV, alt.)
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I was surprised that Thom W. took so long to teach us "Uyai mose (Come All You People)," as I feel really familiar with this Zimbabwean song, but maybe I know it from e.g. Convo.
Apparently we're doing a summer book series, and Molly started off with Where the Wild Things Are. (
fox1013, I thought of you.)It was Jubilee Sunday, which meant the kids were in the Sanctuary for the entirety of the service. Jubilee Sunday is not my favorite thing. Molly talked about how people have negative conceptions of Christians, but those aren't necessarily true of us ("We're not weird" -- which we all know is not true, so I hate that she used it as stand-in for "we are not weird in the negative ways that some people except us to be"; she invited people to say "I'm a Christian and [something about themselves]"; one of the new members said, "Late at night, when I'm all alone, I play the banjo in my attic;" yeah, we are totally weird).
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I went to a Keshet event and picked up a copy of their July & August 2012 calendar, which included:
July 19My experience with the Hav has been that RSVP is in no way required (though I'm sure it helps them for planning purposes). Anyone interested in coming with?
Beit Midrash - Boundary Crossing: The Story of Ruth
As queer Jews, our identity is rich and complex. What does it mean to alter our identity? Or come into our identity? How do we learn to read other boundary crossers? Take a journey through the Book of Ruth and see how the best known and most beloved pair of biblical women cross identity boundaries and struggle to be recognized.
Facilitated by Penina Weinberg, biblical scholar and member of our Community Events Committee.
Cosponsored by Havurat Shalom
6:30 pm
Havurat Shalom
113 College Avenue, Somerville
RSVP by 7/16
Free
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Anyway, the event itself.
Ladin read from "The God Thing" chapter of her book.
"we are all melachim [angels] -- as if human lives were God's vocal chords"
"Sometimes we want divine room service, but usually we don't, anymore than children want to be followed around by nagging parents who are always right. So God speaks to us through the voices we so desperately want to hear -- other people's."
She talked about circumcision, about the idea (from rabbinic tradition I assume, though I didn't write it down in my notes) that male Jews recreate their bodies to reflect their true identity.
She talked about Shakespeare plays where people change clothes and people don't recognize them and fall in love with them -- said she always thought that was stupid plotting, but then she was at a conference and when she was dressed as herself, people didn't recognize her at all (they knew her as a man, so when they saw her as a woman, it was like, "I don't know a woman who looks like that, don't need to register that person at all").
A woman in front of me said she "works with kids who are born in all sorts of ways parents didn't ask for or sign up for" and mentioned a book of blessing (the name/author of which I didn't catch -- I should have asked afterward) which has the (non-gendered) blessing: "may you be who you are, and may you be blessed in who you are."
Same woman said that "welcoming GBLT...QI..." people is not an add-on but a different theology.
Ladin talked about the fact that we make assumptions about people's genders based on the initial cues we read and talked about the need for a definition of humanness that doesn't rest in gender distinctions -- so that we can respect people even when you can't make sense of their gender.
She talked about how surgery etc. for trans folk is considered medical decision. She said, "we are not allowed to know who we are -- other people have to approve that."
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There were lots of attractive queer-looking ~women, and I am bad at initiating small-talk, and after the event proper was over and people were just mingling, I just wanted a nap (the heat of the room probably wasn't helping), so I bailed rather than attempt to socialize, but I was also thinking about how I feel sort of like an interloper in Jewish spaces. I sent Scott an email about this and he replied the next morning: "this requires in-person comment.... but the short form is DON'T PANIC!" ♥
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mylittleredgirl [more info]Thus says God to these bones: "I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live. I will lay sinews on you, and will cause flesh to come upon you, and cover you with skin, and put breath in you, and you shall live; and you shall know that I am God." (Ezekiel 37:5-6, NRSV, alt.)
( Read more... )[Lent 5B] joy sadhana has a tired
Mar. 25th, 2012 11:26 pmI has a bonus surprise hysterectomy best friend -- as her flight home tonight was canceled. Taking tomorrow off from work is not happening [for me], but we'll have evening time.
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"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
-mylittleredgirl [more info]
"Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don't give up." --Anne Lamott
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mylittleredgirl [more info]"Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don't give up." --Anne Lamott
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mylittleredgirl [more info]The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light. And they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined. (Isaiah 9:2, Handel's Messiah)
( Read more... )[Epiphany 6B] joy sadhana
Feb. 12th, 2012 09:32 pm-
mylittleredgirl [more info]The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light. And they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined. (Isaiah 9:2, Handel's Messiah)
( Read more... )[Epiphany 5B] joy sadhana
Feb. 5th, 2012 09:26 pmAt like 4pm today, I realized that if I were going to help set up, I would need to leave, on my bike, right around then. I was still tired from retreat (and still experiencing delayed reaction fear from having gotten hit by a car), so I opted for the bus.
Bus is scheduled to pick up at 4:27, but I left my house at ~4:20 despite the fact that usually it picks up after 4:30.
At 4:38 a #96 went by in the other direction and I texted Julia: "My bus seems to be significantly late ... sigh."
And at 5:13pm: "And now the second 96 bus has passed me going the other way... <expletive>"
Bus arrived at 5:35pm, dropped me off at 5:57pm. I actually arrived just in time to take Communion. I got to collect the Offering and touch base with Pr. Lisa about the relevant things (though I totally forgot that I'd brought sticky nametags to drop off).
Waiting for the bus I was feeling like I really didn't wanna go to church, so it was nice to have positive feelings actually being there (despite my still feeling tired).
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"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
-mylittleredgirl [more info]
The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light. And they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined. (Isaiah 9:2, Handel's Messiah)
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Bus is scheduled to pick up at 4:27, but I left my house at ~4:20 despite the fact that usually it picks up after 4:30.
At 4:38 a #96 went by in the other direction and I texted Julia: "My bus seems to be significantly late ... sigh."
And at 5:13pm: "And now the second 96 bus has passed me going the other way... <expletive>"
Bus arrived at 5:35pm, dropped me off at 5:57pm. I actually arrived just in time to take Communion. I got to collect the Offering and touch base with Pr. Lisa about the relevant things (though I totally forgot that I'd brought sticky nametags to drop off).
Waiting for the bus I was feeling like I really didn't wanna go to church, so it was nice to have positive feelings actually being there (despite my still feeling tired).
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mylittleredgirl [more info]The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light. And they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined. (Isaiah 9:2, Handel's Messiah)
( Read more... )[Epiphany 2B] joy sadhana
Jan. 15th, 2012 10:23 pmSo, the Srs Bznz gloves I bought yesterday are really 2 sets of gloves.
[weather.com] 8:45am: 5F, feels like -13F
Biking to church this morning, I wore just the one set of gloves -- though I brought the lobster gloves that go over them just in case.
Initially, my hands were fine though other parts of me got progressively colder. By the time I got to the Powder House Rotary? (more than 2/3 of the way through the ~10min commute) Yeah.
And trying to work the key to lock my bike with frozen hands? That was challenging.
During Coffee Hour,orgainst!Hugh offered me a ride home (he saw me biking on my way to church). I said I'm a very stubborn person, and he said he used to live in Minnesota and biked year round except when it was icy, so he understood.
I put on both sets of gloves for biking home, and wearing the lobster gloves definitely felt awkward.
My eyes didn't water at all coming home like they had going to church (Jenni, who was greeting with Harold, said it looked like I had frozen tears), but my ears were definitely cold.
[weather.com] 11:45am: 11F, feels like -4F
I decided I was not biking to evening church. Instead I took the earlier bus, which meant less time on the Internet at home, but I could print out the Council agenda in the upstairs office and have plenty of time to set up the worship space.
[weather.com] 3:05pm: 17F, feels like 4F
I was LJ commenting, so I got to the bus stop right around 3:27 (when the bus is scheduled to be at that stop) and I thought maybe I'd missed the bus -- but there was a woman waiting, so I figured not. I know the Sunday afternoon #96 is often late, so I gave myself until 3:40 before I'd just start walking to Davis to get the shuttle (and then backtrack across Harvard Yard ... yeah, this was not my favorite plan). After I boarded the bus I looked at its ticker and it said 3:36pm.
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"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
-mylittleredgirl [more info]
The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light. And they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined. (Isaiah 9:2, Handel's Messiah)
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[weather.com] 8:45am: 5F, feels like -13F
Biking to church this morning, I wore just the one set of gloves -- though I brought the lobster gloves that go over them just in case.
Initially, my hands were fine though other parts of me got progressively colder. By the time I got to the Powder House Rotary? (more than 2/3 of the way through the ~10min commute) Yeah.
And trying to work the key to lock my bike with frozen hands? That was challenging.
During Coffee Hour,
I put on both sets of gloves for biking home, and wearing the lobster gloves definitely felt awkward.
My eyes didn't water at all coming home like they had going to church (Jenni, who was greeting with Harold, said it looked like I had frozen tears), but my ears were definitely cold.
[weather.com] 11:45am: 11F, feels like -4F
I decided I was not biking to evening church. Instead I took the earlier bus, which meant less time on the Internet at home, but I could print out the Council agenda in the upstairs office and have plenty of time to set up the worship space.
[weather.com] 3:05pm: 17F, feels like 4F
I was LJ commenting, so I got to the bus stop right around 3:27 (when the bus is scheduled to be at that stop) and I thought maybe I'd missed the bus -- but there was a woman waiting, so I figured not. I know the Sunday afternoon #96 is often late, so I gave myself until 3:40 before I'd just start walking to Davis to get the shuttle (and then backtrack across Harvard Yard ... yeah, this was not my favorite plan). After I boarded the bus I looked at its ticker and it said 3:36pm.
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mylittleredgirl [more info]The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light. And they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined. (Isaiah 9:2, Handel's Messiah)
( Read more... )I dislike:
- feeling like I'm doing other people's jobs for them
- feeling like I'm not doing a good enough job at my own job
- feeling like I need other people to do my job for me (this one is really mixed because having someone so proactive is awesome and I am so so grateful, but I hate feeling like I'm dumping my work on someone whose job it isn't)
I do enjoy things like Greg joking that he doesn't need everyone in the department's cell phone he just needs mine.
Further commentary on Inaugural words is going to have to wait, but thanks to various people + the internet, have transcript links:
* Rick Warren's invocation: transcript + video (boston.com)
* Elizabeth Alexander's inaugural poem (NYT)
* Obama's Inaugural Address (AP)
* Rev. Joseph E. Lowery's invocation (blog.suntimes.com).
Walking home from work, there was snow falling intermittently.
"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
-mylittleredgirl [more info]
Do not be afraid, I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow Me
I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine
-"You Are Mine" (David Haas)
Five good things about today:
1. Surprise bonus Allie at the T this morning.
2. Ian brought me a chocolate chip cookie from the FacCommons.
3. Terry called me -- while I was at work, which was somewhat awkward, especially as someone sits behind me, but points for promptly returning my call (I left a voicemail last night).
4. Apparently I am getting overtime for my work in SF.
5. "Free Hugs" girls outside Harvard T when I was going home.
Three things I did well today:
1. [gym] 45min treadmill (4.3mph, 1.5incline)
2. I remembered to pick up milk on my way home.
3. I paid bills.
Two things I am looking forward to (doing [better]) tomorrow:
["anything that you're looking forward to, that means you're facing tomorrow with joy, not trepidation," as Ari says]
1. Rest and Bread.
2. Getting to go home after service (because class is over).
- feeling like I'm doing other people's jobs for them
- feeling like I'm not doing a good enough job at my own job
- feeling like I need other people to do my job for me (this one is really mixed because having someone so proactive is awesome and I am so so grateful, but I hate feeling like I'm dumping my work on someone whose job it isn't)
I do enjoy things like Greg joking that he doesn't need everyone in the department's cell phone he just needs mine.
Further commentary on Inaugural words is going to have to wait, but thanks to various people + the internet, have transcript links:
* Rick Warren's invocation: transcript + video (boston.com)
* Elizabeth Alexander's inaugural poem (NYT)
* Obama's Inaugural Address (AP)
* Rev. Joseph E. Lowery's invocation (blog.suntimes.com).
Walking home from work, there was snow falling intermittently.
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mylittleredgirl [more info]Do not be afraid, I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow Me
I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine
-"You Are Mine" (David Haas)
Five good things about today:
1. Surprise bonus Allie at the T this morning.
2. Ian brought me a chocolate chip cookie from the FacCommons.
3. Terry called me -- while I was at work, which was somewhat awkward, especially as someone sits behind me, but points for promptly returning my call (I left a voicemail last night).
4. Apparently I am getting overtime for my work in SF.
5. "Free Hugs" girls outside Harvard T when I was going home.
Three things I did well today:
1. [gym] 45min treadmill (4.3mph, 1.5incline)
2. I remembered to pick up milk on my way home.
3. I paid bills.
Two things I am looking forward to (doing [better]) tomorrow:
["anything that you're looking forward to, that means you're facing tomorrow with joy, not trepidation," as Ari says]
1. Rest and Bread.
2. Getting to go home after service (because class is over).
Subject is quote from Anna’s friend Jonny. I am stealing it.
- Yay for pretty Last Unicorn icons (pages one and two). Such a good movie. Makes me wanna read the book, for the third time. (Also love the Counting Crows “Round Here” icons here.)
- What is up with the 70's phrase “you are a stone fox”? Trip says it to Lux in The Virgin Suicides, and Kelso’s brother told Donna “you are a stone cold fox” in last night’s That 70's Show.
- So last year i read The Fountainhead for the Ayn Rand essay contest but ended up never entering. Maybe i’ll read Atlas Shrugged this summer and maybe even enter the essay contest (or not).
- Reading Robin Scroggs’ book (The New Testament and Homosexuality) one of the things that has been really interesting is how different people can interpret different things so differently. I had thought it was just a matter of reading enough, of learning enough about the original words and the cultural context and such, but two people looking at the same information can still come to different conclusions regarding the interpretation of a text. Humbling isn’t the word i want, but it was a real reminder to not say things like “this clearly means.” I don’t know how much it’ll take for other topics, but i think it’ll definitely take for what i say and write about this topic -- especially since there really is so little definitive evidence. (This was more coherent in my head. Sorry.)
- I love that i have caused Buffy to permeate my parents’ minds. My dad looked up the photo credits on the July Cosmo because he could have sworn the cover model was the actress who plays Anya (it wasn’t). And he always sends me bunny stuff that makes him think of Anya, like this piece from an article on wimpy team names (his e-mail had the subject "I don't think Anya would call that wimpy.").
Friday, June 14, 2002
http://www.readjacobs.com/
Fight, Lambkins, fight!
Best of the Web is collecting wimpy high school team names from around the country, including the Fort Collins (Colo.) Lambkins, the Poca (W. Va.) Dots and, in my father's hometown of Omaha, the Benson Mighty Bunnies.
11:13 AM
My mom wrote herself a note to tell me that SMG is on the cover of 2 magazines -- In Style and Seventeen. - Danny Strong is doing Dunkin’ Donuts Coolata commercials. This made me think of the scene in “Reptile Boy” when Cordelia has him get her a “cappuccino -- cinnamon, chocolate, half-caf, nonfat ... extra foam.”
- June 15, 2002, from the The 365 Stupidest Things Ever Said calendar:
"It’s like buttering an English muffin. An English muffin is hip. Because it’s so good"
-actor David Boreanaz, star of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, when asked to define “hip”
[I have no comment.] - hee
- I like Britta and Carolyn’s “Free Hugs” shirt idea. I think i may put a “Free Hugs. Inquire Inside.” sign on my door at school this year. Someone has to do it with Allison graduated. :)
- Ooh, new layout to Neil Gaiman’s journal.