July 1st, 2012

moon house

[Pentecost +5]

We said goodbye to Jeff and Branden (Minnesota), the Stockwells (Beijing), and the Duhamels (New Jersey), and I cried. Which might have been partially a response to Molly crying -- because I don't feel a deep closeness to any of the folks who are leaving (though I do know them to varying degrees).

We said goodbye to the Yeagers (Maryland) just a couple Sundays ago. Blah, people and their leavings.

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Keith told me about the Northampton-Amherst Farm Ride -- which is apparently the weekend AFTER Mike and Kristen's wedding.
SATURDAY JULY 28

We ride! Today is The Farm Ride Century.

You’ll have your choice of a full century (100 miles), a metric century (100 kilometers = about 62 miles), a 25-30 mile route, or an easy cruise around town.

-http://www.thefarmride.com/Farm_Ride_12/Home_Page.html
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At the Tedeschi in Davis Square, a guy told me the closer my helmet is to my glasses, the more effectively it's protecting the frontal lobe of my brain.

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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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dead from book

hey, navel-gazing was fruitful

In all my (our) busyness I've fallen out of touch with lots of people, but I've been aware recently that even when I do re/connect with people, I don't have a lot to say about what I've been doing -- because I've basically been sort of rolling along at work and church and that's about it.

And okay, partly I tend not to like lots of activities (or people), but I feel like I'm in a detached/spinning my wheels kind of place which I'm currently feeling unsatisfied with.

*ponders*

I want to work on The Book We're Not Writing ["What the Christian tradition has to offer people dealing with severe (chronic) depression"], but every time I open that document I have no idea what to do. I think I need to force myself to spend X amount of time each day just writing -- fleshing out dash-points, writing text around quotations, just writing... Which, yeah, is the first rule of writing Anything -- that you need to just put down words and not get frozen in that feeling of, "I can't think of anything to say -- I don't have anything articulate enough to say -- I don't have a plan for how this will flow -- etc." Sigh. (Ooh, Scrivener allows a 30-day trial -- so I can check out how well I can function it on my netbook ... plus of course just checking out how well it works for me/my process personally.)

I am totally open to anyone who wants to hand-hold, hold me accountable, bounce ideas, whatever.