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Friday, June 7th, 2002

Time Event
3:09a
I couldn't sleep.
I showed my mom the envelope i got. She said that her attitude is basically, "I don't care what it [the Bible] says. If God created people who are homosexual, then he is not going to turn around and condemn them for being that way." That was the way i saw the issue back when i started thinking about it two years ago or whenever. It's an argument taht i've started forgetting to make becasue it doesn't work. I think it's important to remember, though, to remind myself of the truths that ground me.

I read Georgia Heard's For the Good of the Earth and the Sun: Teaching Poetry tonight. One of the things she talks about is how she has poems taped up all over her house. I just love that idea and started thinking about stuff like taping Maya Angelou's "Phenomenal Woman" to the bathroom mirror. This made me think of both the Big Sister/Little Sister tradition at Smith and the neat idea's i'd had for stuff to do when i'm a Big Sister next year and also of how i had wanted my house to be like Phyllis's when i grew up. Phyllis was this wonderful older woman i knew as a child who had such a warm house. Books and toys and paints. I could go on and on but i won't. Suffice it to say that it was my ideal for how a home should be. I regret that i never knew her as an adult, because she was a wonderful spiritual woman. She's definitely one of my inspirations.

As i was thinking about Georgia Heard's book i thought of how some moments in life are just like poetry. Like tonight at work when i called Nicki to tell her her book had come in and i got her husband and said i was calling from the library and he put the phone down and i heard him say "library" and when Nicki came on she said, like a little child, "Hi, library." Or tonight when i was lying in bed writing and the rain outside sounded like a waterfall and i was back at that waterfall from our cross-country trip in the Southwest where it was so hot but as you came down the asphalt path and turned a bend the temperature suddenly dropped and you could almost feel the mist from the waterfall on you.


And look! look! look! I think those little fish
better wake up and dash themselves away
from the hopeless future that is
bulging toward them.

And probably,
if they don't waste time
looking for an easier world,

they can do it.

-from "Dogfish" by Mary Oliver


Current Mood: not going to bed quite yet
10:21p
With Michele gone, everything goes to pot.
I was all set to write a long post, had been composing it for much of the afternoon, but then i came home and had absolutely no motivation. While the day is happening i can feel all cranky and everything, but then i come home and it's over and it really doesn't matter so much.

attempting to be crankyCollapse )

The day improved, though. Went to Perks for dinner with my parents. Then came home and watched the Buffy movie. It's a fun movie. A lot of it obviously felt like early Buffy the show -- Buffy being a ditz and wanting to refuse her destiny. There were parts that felt like later seasons, too, though. The parts where she gets mad at Merrick for putting her in danger reminded me of "Helpless;" the part about "You do everything wrong. Do it wrong. Don't play our game" reminded me of "Checkpoint;" and the whole Lothos thing reminded me of "Buffy vs. Dracula." It was cool when Buffy had prophetic dreams in the early episodes. I really liked the idea of her getting cramps and stuff when vampires are around. Yay for Slayer Sense, and it links it to being a woman, female power and all. Okay, i was trying to be coherent and intelligent there. So much for that.

Ruthie and i are going to have lunch together tomorrow. And my mom's going to take me down to Westwood cemetery to visit Olive's grave later tomorrow. The weather's supposed to be beautiful this weekend. And i'll be going to church this Sunday for Children's Sunday, which should be nice.

According to Joe Gallant, next Wednesday is the one-year anniversary of the library moving back into its building after the renovations.

Current Mood: running off at the mouth

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