Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Saturday, October 06, 2007
I've got something to write on
A play on my last blog "I've got nothing to write on?" (which you should read before this one).
Okay, so I just finished writing about my spending spree. I justified it by saying that I've made a decision to accept that the path I've chosen has a certain set of expenses. FYI, my justifications are: USB hub - because I use a laptop and am always plugging in and unplugging 3-5 USB cables as I take it to and from home. External hard drive - because I have accumulated a large amount of seemingly irreplacable work through school and research, and that amount is only going to increase, so it seemed wise to keep a back up of it in case my computer was stolen or crashed. Cell phone - because I moved to a slightly rougher neighborhood a little farther from home, so walking is less feasible, traveling at night is less desirable, but I still have held off from getting a car, so getting in touch with others to coordinate rides is more necessary; also because my schedule is busy enough and dynamic enough that I need something to maintain it, and I'm going to start to need to be accessible to clients. All fine and justifiable reasons right? Not arguing.
But I have something to write about because I'm reading this book "The Irresistable Revolution: Living as an Ordinary Radical" (Shane Claiborne). You've just got to read it. This chapter is called Economics of Rebirth. Claiborne is someone who takes seriously lifestyle choices in relationship to the gospel of Jesus and the plight of the poor. So as I'm reading it, I just can't help but think that somehow, I've got to come up with a better reconciliation for the way I live my with respect to my spending habits. Because I'm not extravagent, just the opposite. But it doesn't necessarily mean that I'm generous either. I saved a lot of money this past year through simple living means, and obviously some of the above mentioned choices means I'll be living less simply. But I didn't ever calculate just how much I'm saving and then turn around and give it elsewhere. And I didn't love any differently - giving all you have away means nothing if it doesn't originate out of love. I guess if I think about it, he'd still say that my problem is that I don't know any poor people. I mean, I know lots of poor people, all my friends are students. But they're not poor in the same way, because they still have the opportunity for loans and to live in houses. So anyways, I don't know what I'm supposed to do about it. Like I said, read the book. It's great. But I'm not great 'cause I haven't lived very differently since I started reading.
A few of the quotes which have jumped out at me in the last 20 min of reading:
(Speaking on the problem with simply doing a social works program) "When the church becomes a place of brokerage rather than an organic community, she ceases to be alive. She ceases to be something we are, the living bride of Christ. The church becomes a distribution center, a place where the poor come to get stuff and the rich come to dump stuff. Both go away satisfied (the rich feel good, the poor get clothed and fed), but no one leaves transformed." (p. 159)
(Upon responding to those who use the scripture "The poor will always be with you" [Matt 26:11/Mark 14:11] to justify not acting to directly meet the needs of the poor) "I usually generally ask, 'Where are the poor? Are the poor among us?' The answer is usually a clear negatory." (p. 160)
(Gandhi upon being asked if he is a Christian) "Ask the poor. They will tell you who the Christians are." (p. 161).
Anything out of context like that can't fully do justice. But they're still good on their own.
Okay, so I just finished writing about my spending spree. I justified it by saying that I've made a decision to accept that the path I've chosen has a certain set of expenses. FYI, my justifications are: USB hub - because I use a laptop and am always plugging in and unplugging 3-5 USB cables as I take it to and from home. External hard drive - because I have accumulated a large amount of seemingly irreplacable work through school and research, and that amount is only going to increase, so it seemed wise to keep a back up of it in case my computer was stolen or crashed. Cell phone - because I moved to a slightly rougher neighborhood a little farther from home, so walking is less feasible, traveling at night is less desirable, but I still have held off from getting a car, so getting in touch with others to coordinate rides is more necessary; also because my schedule is busy enough and dynamic enough that I need something to maintain it, and I'm going to start to need to be accessible to clients. All fine and justifiable reasons right? Not arguing.
But I have something to write about because I'm reading this book "The Irresistable Revolution: Living as an Ordinary Radical" (Shane Claiborne). You've just got to read it. This chapter is called Economics of Rebirth. Claiborne is someone who takes seriously lifestyle choices in relationship to the gospel of Jesus and the plight of the poor. So as I'm reading it, I just can't help but think that somehow, I've got to come up with a better reconciliation for the way I live my with respect to my spending habits. Because I'm not extravagent, just the opposite. But it doesn't necessarily mean that I'm generous either. I saved a lot of money this past year through simple living means, and obviously some of the above mentioned choices means I'll be living less simply. But I didn't ever calculate just how much I'm saving and then turn around and give it elsewhere. And I didn't love any differently - giving all you have away means nothing if it doesn't originate out of love. I guess if I think about it, he'd still say that my problem is that I don't know any poor people. I mean, I know lots of poor people, all my friends are students. But they're not poor in the same way, because they still have the opportunity for loans and to live in houses. So anyways, I don't know what I'm supposed to do about it. Like I said, read the book. It's great. But I'm not great 'cause I haven't lived very differently since I started reading.
A few of the quotes which have jumped out at me in the last 20 min of reading:
(Speaking on the problem with simply doing a social works program) "When the church becomes a place of brokerage rather than an organic community, she ceases to be alive. She ceases to be something we are, the living bride of Christ. The church becomes a distribution center, a place where the poor come to get stuff and the rich come to dump stuff. Both go away satisfied (the rich feel good, the poor get clothed and fed), but no one leaves transformed." (p. 159)
(Upon responding to those who use the scripture "The poor will always be with you" [Matt 26:11/Mark 14:11] to justify not acting to directly meet the needs of the poor) "I usually generally ask, 'Where are the poor? Are the poor among us?' The answer is usually a clear negatory." (p. 160)
(Gandhi upon being asked if he is a Christian) "Ask the poor. They will tell you who the Christians are." (p. 161).
Anything out of context like that can't fully do justice. But they're still good on their own.
I have nothing to write on?
Hi Friends,
So here I am at 20min to 1am on Friday night (Sat morning) and I am sitting at my computer because I couldn't fall asleep and decided my time would be better spent doing something than lying in my bed with the lights on. So here I am.
When I decided to blog, I had to decide what I wanted to write on. I concluded that I didn't have anything to write on. This is curious, because I haven't written in just under 2 weeks, and I certainly haven't been sitting on my ass for that entire time. I guess usually I am more interested in writing about a certain issue that I feel passionate about instead of a run through of my activities over the past little while.
But I don't have much formulated on the former, so I'll take up the latter...
Today was a bit of a spending spree for me. I bought a USB hub, an external hard drive, and signed up for a cell phone plan which included a PDA cell phone. Where did that come from, you ask? Well, I've come to the conclusion that after a year of penny-pinching on things that others would consider necessities, that I needed to make things a little easier on myself. I decided that I needed to accept that my choosing a course in life had, built into it, a certain set of decisions which I needed to walk into. I suppose you could see this as an abdication of responsibility (because I've said, well, I had no choice, I had to), but rather I'd like to see it as the acceptance of responsibility (well, I've made a decision to take this path, I accept the consequences of it).
I've already diverted from a list of activities and begun to reflect on them. Oh well, I guess I'll always be who I am...
Returning...Well, I've started classes and now had two weeks of school. I like it. This quarter I have the following courses:
PC 804 - Test Administration
PC 810 - Clinical Interventions: Psychodynamic Perspectives
ET 501 - Christian Ethics
ST 501 - Systematic Theology I: Theology and Anthropology.
So far it's been a really interesting schedule. I am definately interested in all of the topics, and I have great professors. I also think that the content will line up with my philosophical orientation enough so as to keep my interest, but will sufficiently new, technical and controversal to keep me challenged Short of getting into specific material, what else am I to say?
Besides classes, I've got lab (empirical and theoretical), which includes a few interesting projects. I submitted my first ever paper for publication (a response to another article with my faculty advisor; both will be presented concurrently in a journal, God willing). I also submitted a conference presentation proposal (mine is one part in a panel on ethics in psychology and I look at the role of psychologists in interrogations in Guantanamo Bay and other "black sites" around the world, and in so doing will challenge APA's response). And lastly I'm working as third author on a paper which we'd like to submit for a book on social psychology research. It is on social justice in research using two different exemplary thinkers (E. Levinas and I. M.-B.).
Okay, what else? Well, just trying to keep things straight. I got overwhelmed earlier this week and was paralyzed by the stuff I felt like I had to do. But a little support from one of my roommates and I learned how to improve my planning and scheduling. So now it doesn't feel so daunting. I still haven't been crazy social, though I did get out to the rooftop party to open the school year last weekend, which was a lot of fun. I'm finding myself up too late during the week and would look to the weekend as a chance to finally get to bed early rather than now get out. Also been out to the gym and playing basketball regularly.
Very excited about the Oilers season opener yesterday. Listened to what I could on the radio, and watched the highlights on tsn.ca. Here's to the 82 win season they're currently on track for!
Upon reflection about my list of stuff I'm doing, I struggle a bit. It's hard for it not to feel just like a big self-promotion. How do I not make it like that? And is there anything there that you care about hearing? What about things you'd like to hear about? That would be good. Then I could tailor my content a little more.
Okay, I'm gonna try to read a bit before trying to head back to sleep. Peace to you.
So here I am at 20min to 1am on Friday night (Sat morning) and I am sitting at my computer because I couldn't fall asleep and decided my time would be better spent doing something than lying in my bed with the lights on. So here I am.
When I decided to blog, I had to decide what I wanted to write on. I concluded that I didn't have anything to write on. This is curious, because I haven't written in just under 2 weeks, and I certainly haven't been sitting on my ass for that entire time. I guess usually I am more interested in writing about a certain issue that I feel passionate about instead of a run through of my activities over the past little while.
But I don't have much formulated on the former, so I'll take up the latter...
Today was a bit of a spending spree for me. I bought a USB hub, an external hard drive, and signed up for a cell phone plan which included a PDA cell phone. Where did that come from, you ask? Well, I've come to the conclusion that after a year of penny-pinching on things that others would consider necessities, that I needed to make things a little easier on myself. I decided that I needed to accept that my choosing a course in life had, built into it, a certain set of decisions which I needed to walk into. I suppose you could see this as an abdication of responsibility (because I've said, well, I had no choice, I had to), but rather I'd like to see it as the acceptance of responsibility (well, I've made a decision to take this path, I accept the consequences of it).
I've already diverted from a list of activities and begun to reflect on them. Oh well, I guess I'll always be who I am...
Returning...Well, I've started classes and now had two weeks of school. I like it. This quarter I have the following courses:
PC 804 - Test Administration
PC 810 - Clinical Interventions: Psychodynamic Perspectives
ET 501 - Christian Ethics
ST 501 - Systematic Theology I: Theology and Anthropology.
So far it's been a really interesting schedule. I am definately interested in all of the topics, and I have great professors. I also think that the content will line up with my philosophical orientation enough so as to keep my interest, but will sufficiently new, technical and controversal to keep me challenged Short of getting into specific material, what else am I to say?
Besides classes, I've got lab (empirical and theoretical), which includes a few interesting projects. I submitted my first ever paper for publication (a response to another article with my faculty advisor; both will be presented concurrently in a journal, God willing). I also submitted a conference presentation proposal (mine is one part in a panel on ethics in psychology and I look at the role of psychologists in interrogations in Guantanamo Bay and other "black sites" around the world, and in so doing will challenge APA's response). And lastly I'm working as third author on a paper which we'd like to submit for a book on social psychology research. It is on social justice in research using two different exemplary thinkers (E. Levinas and I. M.-B.).
Okay, what else? Well, just trying to keep things straight. I got overwhelmed earlier this week and was paralyzed by the stuff I felt like I had to do. But a little support from one of my roommates and I learned how to improve my planning and scheduling. So now it doesn't feel so daunting. I still haven't been crazy social, though I did get out to the rooftop party to open the school year last weekend, which was a lot of fun. I'm finding myself up too late during the week and would look to the weekend as a chance to finally get to bed early rather than now get out. Also been out to the gym and playing basketball regularly.
Very excited about the Oilers season opener yesterday. Listened to what I could on the radio, and watched the highlights on tsn.ca. Here's to the 82 win season they're currently on track for!
Upon reflection about my list of stuff I'm doing, I struggle a bit. It's hard for it not to feel just like a big self-promotion. How do I not make it like that? And is there anything there that you care about hearing? What about things you'd like to hear about? That would be good. Then I could tailor my content a little more.
Okay, I'm gonna try to read a bit before trying to head back to sleep. Peace to you.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Canada conclusion and a note on sociality
Hey folks,
Well, I arrived back in Pasadena on Wednesay. I'll tell you about that in a bit. But I want to write a note on my last week in Edmonton. It was good. Quite good. Much better, anyways. I think you might have got the sense that things were going in a better direction from my last note. Anyways, I went to the Esks football game against Montreal on the 14th. Where they lost in a depressing effort against Calgary the week before, they demolished Montreal in convincing fashion. I went with Jeremy and we had a good time at the game, then a great conversation for a couple hours afterwards. I also ran into Mark Danderfer and a couple other Devonians while I was there, and got to catch up with him a bit. I also got to golf with Mark Salomons and go to his birthday party. Also a good dinner with my grandparents, Steve and Sharon and Gloria. Went for lunch with Brad. Tea/dinner with Heather, Lisa and Cole. And went to the Oilers second pre-season game (against the Leafs) with Uncle Steve. It was sweet because the Oil won in overtime and scored all their goals at our end of the rink. I even got some work done over that time. And just times hanging out with Mom and watching Smallville.
I think it took me a while to really get adjusted. Also, improvement of the itch and my eye helped substantially. And having a car (as my dad let me take his while he was gone in Whistler). And not feeling so spread out, so spread thin. Unfortunately I didn't get a chance to hang out with Megan, though, so that was disappointing.
Back in town. It feels good to be back. I think. No, it does. My hesitiation has to do with my feeling about sociality. I don't have too much energy to be social. Or, maybe, to be social in the way that it feels like I ought to be at this point. There are all these new people on campus, and I feel a responsibility to meet them. But it's a process which takes a lot of energy for me. You end up asking all the same questions to everyone. And you end up meeting people and then never connecting. I suppose CS Wiersma talks about this when he talks about the ratio of 10:1, that you just accept the awkwardness it takes to meet the one with whom you connect. But it feels like there are already too many people in my life with whom I don't spend enough time.
I suppose I'd like to meet a woman who I could date, but that takes more energy and effort and seems like has a lower chance of the "meeting to connection" ratio than listed above. And do I want to meet someone here? I used to think for sure, but now I'm not so sure. I used to think that it would be great to meet someone in the same field, but I'm realizing that one of the things which I find really attractive about someone is someone with a skill set that I don't have. And I'm more likely to find that outside of this place than inside. Obviously there's so much more to this than just that, so don't read too much into it. But nevertheless, it's not a great motivation for me to go and invest myself a whole bunch.
Okay, well, after all that, I'm going out to hang out in a few hours, so I should go (haha, it just happened and with people that I know, so there you go.) And I do want to get started on one of the many projects that I have going. They're fun projects, but they do take time and effort. And it's hard for me to put sustained effort into them. After a few hours on a paper, I find I need a long-ish break, but it's hard to get into a different one (or even the same one) after that. Oh well. Peace to you.
Well, I arrived back in Pasadena on Wednesay. I'll tell you about that in a bit. But I want to write a note on my last week in Edmonton. It was good. Quite good. Much better, anyways. I think you might have got the sense that things were going in a better direction from my last note. Anyways, I went to the Esks football game against Montreal on the 14th. Where they lost in a depressing effort against Calgary the week before, they demolished Montreal in convincing fashion. I went with Jeremy and we had a good time at the game, then a great conversation for a couple hours afterwards. I also ran into Mark Danderfer and a couple other Devonians while I was there, and got to catch up with him a bit. I also got to golf with Mark Salomons and go to his birthday party. Also a good dinner with my grandparents, Steve and Sharon and Gloria. Went for lunch with Brad. Tea/dinner with Heather, Lisa and Cole. And went to the Oilers second pre-season game (against the Leafs) with Uncle Steve. It was sweet because the Oil won in overtime and scored all their goals at our end of the rink. I even got some work done over that time. And just times hanging out with Mom and watching Smallville.
I think it took me a while to really get adjusted. Also, improvement of the itch and my eye helped substantially. And having a car (as my dad let me take his while he was gone in Whistler). And not feeling so spread out, so spread thin. Unfortunately I didn't get a chance to hang out with Megan, though, so that was disappointing.
Back in town. It feels good to be back. I think. No, it does. My hesitiation has to do with my feeling about sociality. I don't have too much energy to be social. Or, maybe, to be social in the way that it feels like I ought to be at this point. There are all these new people on campus, and I feel a responsibility to meet them. But it's a process which takes a lot of energy for me. You end up asking all the same questions to everyone. And you end up meeting people and then never connecting. I suppose CS Wiersma talks about this when he talks about the ratio of 10:1, that you just accept the awkwardness it takes to meet the one with whom you connect. But it feels like there are already too many people in my life with whom I don't spend enough time.
I suppose I'd like to meet a woman who I could date, but that takes more energy and effort and seems like has a lower chance of the "meeting to connection" ratio than listed above. And do I want to meet someone here? I used to think for sure, but now I'm not so sure. I used to think that it would be great to meet someone in the same field, but I'm realizing that one of the things which I find really attractive about someone is someone with a skill set that I don't have. And I'm more likely to find that outside of this place than inside. Obviously there's so much more to this than just that, so don't read too much into it. But nevertheless, it's not a great motivation for me to go and invest myself a whole bunch.
Okay, well, after all that, I'm going out to hang out in a few hours, so I should go (haha, it just happened and with people that I know, so there you go.) And I do want to get started on one of the many projects that I have going. They're fun projects, but they do take time and effort. And it's hard for me to put sustained effort into them. After a few hours on a paper, I find I need a long-ish break, but it's hard to get into a different one (or even the same one) after that. Oh well. Peace to you.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Canadia Update
So my time in Canadia hasn't been all it was cracked up to be. There have been good times, to be sure, with family and friends. But health-wise I've been somewhat miserable. And I haven't got much done schoolwork-wise at all, which is probably due in large part to the fact that I've been busier than anticipated, especially in driving and going to doctors appointments. And its just hard to come home, when you've changed and others have changed and relationships aren't exactly the same. I know I speak in generalities. Sorry. I've been battling an eye issue which is related to my auto-immune stuff and makes it hard to read when I have to be dialted. I have also had to deal with a parasite infestation thanks to the beaches of Belize. I was looking forward to doing some work during my free time, but haven't really been in the same place long enough to get in any rhythm. Having to coordinate travel with not having a car, and with having a motorbike but potential dialated eyes or suspect weather. And it's nice to have people want to see you, but sometimes it gets overwhelming.
Am I just whining, or telling it like it is?
Some highlights (in no particular order): Coffee with an old friend this evening. Trip to Canmore and spontaneous 10km fundraising run with Mark, his gf and other friends. Dinner and walk with Ian. Time with Mom, with Dad, with Grandparents, just hanging out at their homes. Pool and movie with Jer. Beers with John. Cards with Bro.
Am I just whining, or telling it like it is?
Some highlights (in no particular order): Coffee with an old friend this evening. Trip to Canmore and spontaneous 10km fundraising run with Mark, his gf and other friends. Dinner and walk with Ian. Time with Mom, with Dad, with Grandparents, just hanging out at their homes. Pool and movie with Jer. Beers with John. Cards with Bro.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Harry
Hey folks,
I don't know if any of you are checking this regularly still, or if my summer hiatus has been enough to have give up on it. I'm going to try to write again. It's late and I've been up too late a lot lately, so I'm gonna keep this short...
I just finished the seventh Harry Potter. It was fantastic. I really, really enjoyed it. I read the first maybe 50 pages a couple days ago. Then the next 150 last night. I woke this morning and read the final 400 nearly straight through. What to say? Even though I couldn't put it down, I feel a twinge of regret in that wish I had read it more slowly to enjoy it over a longer period of time. I have so much more to say that I can't continue, because I can't say it all in less than 2 hours, which I don't want to spend at midnight. But I don't really want to forget this feeling.
You should know that I am a hopeless romantic and that carries over to platonic situations of honor and valor, love and beauty (or perhaps it would be more true to say that it happens the other way around). I love emotive media and literature, and this was fantastic in the way it could evoke feelings, both high and low, from cover to cover.
I don't know what else to say. I know it is a fantasy book - more than just being about magic - I know that it perpetuates a whole bunch of myths that only make us dissatisfied with the way real life doesn't work out and gives us cause to seek escape rather than battling through things. But I also want to acknowledge that it does give us higher aspirations than settling when there are things worth striving for and it can make us appreciate the value in beauty when we've been resigned to a life of ugliness. I think both positions need to be held lightly in our hands.
I hope in the future to touch on the way that existential questions are addressed (as you may recall or have gathered, these types of questions have had a special place in my mind for the past year). I would also like to note the way that dealing with those issues gives the potential for the Harry Potter series to be a very important cultural text for a generation that has very little in the way of such texts specifically and tradition generally. But for now I must sign off. Peace to you.
I don't know if any of you are checking this regularly still, or if my summer hiatus has been enough to have give up on it. I'm going to try to write again. It's late and I've been up too late a lot lately, so I'm gonna keep this short...
I just finished the seventh Harry Potter. It was fantastic. I really, really enjoyed it. I read the first maybe 50 pages a couple days ago. Then the next 150 last night. I woke this morning and read the final 400 nearly straight through. What to say? Even though I couldn't put it down, I feel a twinge of regret in that wish I had read it more slowly to enjoy it over a longer period of time. I have so much more to say that I can't continue, because I can't say it all in less than 2 hours, which I don't want to spend at midnight. But I don't really want to forget this feeling.
You should know that I am a hopeless romantic and that carries over to platonic situations of honor and valor, love and beauty (or perhaps it would be more true to say that it happens the other way around). I love emotive media and literature, and this was fantastic in the way it could evoke feelings, both high and low, from cover to cover.
I don't know what else to say. I know it is a fantasy book - more than just being about magic - I know that it perpetuates a whole bunch of myths that only make us dissatisfied with the way real life doesn't work out and gives us cause to seek escape rather than battling through things. But I also want to acknowledge that it does give us higher aspirations than settling when there are things worth striving for and it can make us appreciate the value in beauty when we've been resigned to a life of ugliness. I think both positions need to be held lightly in our hands.
I hope in the future to touch on the way that existential questions are addressed (as you may recall or have gathered, these types of questions have had a special place in my mind for the past year). I would also like to note the way that dealing with those issues gives the potential for the Harry Potter series to be a very important cultural text for a generation that has very little in the way of such texts specifically and tradition generally. But for now I must sign off. Peace to you.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Ask a different question
I think that listening to this clip and considering its implications is well worth your 40 minutes. I can't not listen to this speaker from my frame of reference, which includes being a regular subscriber to this podcast, so I can't know what it's like for you, so I welcome your feedback. But I think you should listen. I then challenge you to come up with one concrete application for your life. It should be small, simple, and consistent with the message. I am going to try to do the same for myself. And I'll post it.
Adam
Download "Beautiful: The Courage to be Life's Missing Part" at http://askthequestion.ca/podcast.php
Adam
Download "Beautiful: The Courage to be Life's Missing Part" at http://askthequestion.ca/podcast.php
Monday, May 21, 2007
mostly about deconstruction; a little about my issues and control
I’m changing a lot. Or maybe my personality isn’t changing a lot, but my worldview is. It’s hard to write what it is, because it’s always changing. I’ve learned a lot of things at seminary. I’ve learned a lot of things in my discussion group. I’ve learned a lot of things at church. I can’t articulate them all. There’s too many, and they change too often.* Often the process is called deconstruction. It’s the process of dismantling false beliefs which have served as the foundations of your faith, so that you can put newer, better stronger ones in. But the reconstruction doesn’t happen quite so readily as the deconstruction does. So there’s a transition period there. Also deconstruction looks very different from everyone, but everyone has such a different lens of characteristics and experiences through which to view the new information. So whatever you think deconstruction is (or might be), you’re probably potentially partially right for yourself and probably mostly wrong for me (which isn’t meant to be demeaning, it’s just too hard). And I would tell you more about it for me, but it’s too long of a story to be attempted in writing (unless I decide to write a book). Suffice it to say that at the beginning I really welcomed it, embraced it, but didn’t realize quite what it was, because I know I’d come to be dissatisfied with a lot of the answers I’d received.
I’ve got so much more to say, but I can’t say it all right now. I’m so wary of posting partial thoughts because there is so much danger that they will cause an unintended response in the reader. But what else can I do? It’s out of my control, no matter how completely I write. Writing more perfectly only increases the illusion of my control. So it’s probably better (for now, for my own growth) to just post incomplete things and just ask you to take it all with a few tablespoons (as opposed to a grain) of salt.
Peace to you.
*this began as part of an email composition, but became unwieldy for that purpose.
I’ve got so much more to say, but I can’t say it all right now. I’m so wary of posting partial thoughts because there is so much danger that they will cause an unintended response in the reader. But what else can I do? It’s out of my control, no matter how completely I write. Writing more perfectly only increases the illusion of my control. So it’s probably better (for now, for my own growth) to just post incomplete things and just ask you to take it all with a few tablespoons (as opposed to a grain) of salt.
Peace to you.
*this began as part of an email composition, but became unwieldy for that purpose.
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