Category Archives: Writing

Lent Day 10: More AWP

I am still at AWP: writing is exactly spirituality. We are born to create, to go forth and multiply, and by taking a little liberty with what that command might mean, I find that writing or making art is doing just that. Through creation of text or visual media, we multiply all that is good and right and beautiful in the world. We cause people to think through the less appealing parts of the world in order to see the more appealing ones. We can take the worst situations, the most horrible events, and create through them healing, help, peace, and grace with our words and images.

Part of today’s daily prayer from Common Prayer reads: “Sometimes we don’t realize the intensity of the things for which we pray, Lord. Keep us courageously mindful that your way is laden with tears on the way to resurrection. Amen.” Keep us courageously mindful that the way to creativity is laden with tears on the way to resurrection. Keep us courageously mindful that your way is laden with tears on the way to creativity and rebirth. Keep us mindful.

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I went for a run this morning after sleeping for five whole hours last night.

The Reason I Slept So Well

Wacker and Wabash in Chicago

Chicago River "Private" Walkway

I'm Lovin' the Ferris Wheel

One Lighthouse

Super Yellow Beanie and Cityscape

Another Lighthouse

Lake Michigan

Ferris Wheel in B & W

Marilyn Monroe on Michigan Avenue: Fidelity

The Giant Bean and Some Tourists

Don't Let the Pigeon . . .

Peace.

Lent Day 9: Insomnia and Catharsis

I haven’t had insomnia this badly since I was in college. For this week, I am averaging about three good hours of sleep. At least, unlike college, I am not so jittery I can’t stay horizontal, so I am rested, but not well-rested.Our hotel situation worked out strangely, in that many of the AWP Conference goers received king-size beds instead of two double beds for groups of three adult-size people. I refuse to sleep in a king-size bed with two friends, no matter how close they are, so I volunteered to sleep on the floor. I don’t mind sleeping on the floor, but it isn’t as conducive to good sleep as I would like.

Tonight’s keynote address is with Margaret Atwood, the author of one of my favorite books, Oryx and Crake, and another book I have found becoming frighteningly realistic, The Handmaid’s Tale. After her address, several of us are going to go out for a bit. My plan is to exhaust myself and have a couple of nice hard ciders, so that I will be sure to get some sleep tonight. I also plan to run in the morning. I haven’t been exercising much the past couple of weeks, and I think the extra energy I’m not spending may be contributing to my insomnia. We’ll see.

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Chicago is a spiritual meditation. Chicago is cathartic.

Stop Here to Get Chocolate-Covered Gummi Bears

Don't Forget to Exit I-90 Before This Toll Booth

Expect a Beautiful View of the Lake

Bring Plenty of Supplies

Eat at Lou Malnati's on State Street

Eat at Trendy Cafes

Consume the All American Breakfast of Sausage, Eggs, and Hash Browns

Wash It Down With My First Greek Coffee

Don't Swirl Well Enough

Watch A Worker-Artist Clean A Goddess

Watch Him Work Some More

Make Black & White Photos During a Session in a Ballroom

Revel in Beauty Whenever & Wherever She Shows Her Face

Hope and pray and wish and dream that I can sleep tonight.

Josh Garrels: Love & War & The Sea In Between

I’ve had this free download since a couple of days after it came out, but I haven’t really listened to it or any other music since school started in the fall. In fact, once school starts, the work for it is all consuming and I pretty much don’t do anything for myself aside from exercising and cooking, so I was pleasantly surprised when I listened to it last night while I was sitting on the couch reading magazine articles and blog posts on the Interwebs. Each song is presented in a different style, and yet retains the overall theme of grace and redemption and healing.Love & War & The Sea in Betweentakes the listeners on a quest or a coming of age journey, but I never did feel as if I’d left the sight of the shore. There is challenge and comfort in the lyrics in a way I don’t often feel in Christian music. Garrels asks us to be self-reflective, but always reminds us that there is comfort just around the bend.

“The Resistence” is somewhere between a rap and a spoken word poem, “Ulysses” uses the story of the Odyssey as the background for a beauty rocking folk song, and “Beyond the Blue” inspires the listener to look beyond themselves with lyrics like “Plumbing the depths to the place in between/The tangible world and the land of a dreams/Because everything ain’t quite it seems/There’s more beneath the appearance of things/A beggar could be king within the shadows,/Of a wing.” I could go on, because each separate track has its own feel and its own message or lesson. But, the lessons aren’t heavy handed. The tracks are so well-written, they make my writer’s heart smile. Poetic, poignant, and beautiful. Each song is simply a comfortable reminder to be who we are purposed to be. Challenging but comfortable, like walking and talking with an old friend.

Josh Garrels

What’s Coming Up Roses

Tomorrow I will spend the entire day at a conference learning how to teach “gifted” students. I am going in someone else’s place, so I didn’t get to pick any of my sessions. I am excited about the one about twice-exceptional students, but the title of the other one doesn’t even make sense. I can’t even begin to guess what it might be about, so I guess I’ll just be surprised. Since I am trying to write more regularly, I’ll be sure to give an update of the conference tomorrow.Maybe I’ll write it during the conference. On my phone. Which is always fun.

Bec kindly shared her cold with me, so I am stopped up, tired, achy, and coughing. Instead of going swimming today, I slept for two and a half hours. I feel a little better, so I hope to go swimming tomorrow night, but I do have some grading I will have to get finished. It’ll be all swimming all week this week anyway, because I pulled one of the groin muscles (likely the adductor brevis or longus) in my right leg while I was playing racquetball yesterday. I have a race next Saturday, so I am trying to let it rest, so I can at least finish the 6.55 miles. I hope the resting works, because this will be my first race with a headlamp, and I don’t want to miss it.

I’m also planning to buy some regular trail shoes tomorrow, while I am supposed to be eating lunch. My toes get a little cold in my VFFs when they get wet. I think it’s because they are all separate in their little toe pockets, and since there is supposed to be snow on the ground and some ice next weekend, I’d just rather not lose a toe to frostbite on my first winter trail run! I can wear my smart wool socks in regular shoes to keep the pigs warm if not dry.

One of my goals this year—as it has been pretty much every year—is to read through the Bible. I always get to the minor prophets and then stop reading. You’d think after wading through Chronicles and Isaiah, I’d make it from there, but alas, those minor prophets stump me every time. This year, however, I found this great mobile app from YouVersion that reminds me every night when it’s time to read the selection for the day. I am currently a couple of days behind, but I aim to catch up tonight. It is my hope to start adding into my posts a bit about what I’ve been reading. Of course, if you know me, it won’t be in a preachy way, but in a reflective way. It’ll be copesetic, or simpatico, as one of my seminary professors used to say. And, I’ll likely do some reflections on some Buddhist writings I’ve been reading, too.

Last but not least, today I made some beef stroganoff on spaghetti squash, served with a salad on the side. I used this recipe. It was absolutely delicious, and I have some decent leftovers for my lunches this week. Next time I will probably put it on zucchini “noodles” instead of on spaghetti squash just to see how the taste changes. The rich, creamy sauce was perfect for the cold, damp, nasty day we had here in beautiful East Central Indiana.

Turning Over So Many New Leaves

New Year Day: As I sat there in my overly full, grain-induced coma, I reflected over the past few years of my life, and I realized that I am not so happy with where it is or where it’s going. I decided to put some new resolutions into place, and they are radically different than those before.

  1. Eat paleo. Eat clean meats and vegetables without the gummy, yucky grain foods. Maybe order 1/8 of a bison or half a wild boar. Also, no beer. Or very little.
  2. Watch less TV. Watch more movies instead. Or maybe even read more!
  3. Exercise in a variety of ways (including swimming) while running a race a month. When it’s warm enough, run barefoot. Maybe do a barefoot half-marathon.
  4. Meditate. I always feel more calm when I practice meditation.
  5. Deactivate Facebook and Twitter for the year.
  6. Play more.
  7. In short, do things which bring me joy.

Maybe doing all of this will decrease my blood pressure, which isn’t really high, but feels like it.

It is my hope to start using this space to write about some current events and to write more deeply about those things that are important to me. I also want to care less about my job, but when you’re a teacher, it’s sort of difficult to stop caring, especially when you realize that the lives of your students depend on your care and nurture.

I think this year will bring new and promising events, and hopefully it will bring a much better attitude on my part. We’ll see. I’m going to try to focus on being positive, which is a HUGE goal for me.