Why wait for the dust to settle? Here are 10 bullets from my end.
- Crows – dozens upon dozens – all over town, roosting together somewhere. Rook, as they say.
- Late afternoon driving: so much glare, not just the low sun, either, but blazing up in reflections. Wet pavement or a waterway I’m crossing.
- Midnight here now really fits around 10:30, unlike 12 in the summer, calculating midway from sunset to sunrise.
- Cranberries, so quintessentially New England, remind me of driving to Cape Cod and passing all the bogs where they’re grown.
- When it comes to Friends, we need new blood.
- Eastern Orthodox Advent starts on the 28th and continues to the Feast of the Epiphany, Jan. 6 or 7, not our more widespread Christmas Day! Since we’re taking this up voluntarily, rather than under church discipline, we make some adaptations. Thanksgiving, for one, and ending Advent on Dec. 25, for another. Does it make us look like wimps?
- Poetry as a heroic journey. Holy, my voice. Or gritty.
- Where am I NOW? Where’s my HEART?
- Good to be reminded of ACTIVE WAITING, especially through periods when you feel suspended, on hold until others make a decision or act or all the pieces to fall into place. Drawing from James Nayler, Brian Drayton sees a sequence in spiritual response. The waiting prompts a response, which requires prompt obedience. Next is suffering, perhaps as embarrassment or upheaval. And then public witness – telling others, even if only in a small circle. Throughout, small steps count, however tentative.
- How much of being a public figure is a matter of being a performer, too – someone who needs a circle of fans?