things are ok. really, they are. the ramp up to fall always comes to an apex, and we pick up the pieces left over from the blitz until christmas, and start all over again. funny how my life still mimics an academic one with the wax and wane of fall, winter, spring, and summer.
i'm trying to spend more quality time with myself. i know that probably sounds stupid, but it's very easy for me to forget to do my own thinking, my own praying, my own writing, my own art, my own life some days. there are days when the only thing i do that's self-motivated is try and remember to eat something green at every meal. i'm going back to the gym, and i'm suprised at how good that's been, just from a mental stand point, and the fact that i've decided to suck up the gas money and drive to the nice gym seems worth the trouble. it's nice to slip back into a routine of some sort.
i keep remembering these random phrases from the bible--like mental sound bites. the biggest one i keep hearing is " on this rock, i build my church." i keep thinking about peter, and what that meant. we think (or at least i do) about rocks for buildings being dressed, at least smoothed down, squared off, clean and tidy. i don't think that's what peter was like, at all. i think he was rough, broken, not terribly well-suited to have such trust vested in him. but God saw more, and knew better. and so i have a vocation today. and when my weaknesses are revealed in stark and stunning ways, i remember that i am just like peter--willfull, reluctant, stubborn, etc. and if God saw fit to build a church on such a one as peter, maybe God can do something with me, as well.
i think it's time to go back and re-read "the alchemist". i try to do that every couple of years. it's kind of like taking a vacation for me. i just re-read "til we have faces", over the last couuple of nights, and remembered why i loved that book so much. so often we see things the way we want to see them , forgettingor discounting the back stories, the alternate perceptions, the global/universal ramifications of our passions. it's good to remember that we are not only accountable for the rotten things we do, but also for the joys we forego. life is a spiral. it all comes back around, again, and again, and again. and the joys are sweeter, the pain a little easier to bear. and the closer we get to the middle of things, the more and more frequently things come back around.
things are good. the backyard is coming along. i officially hate brick as a medium of landscaping. i'll try and get some pictures up as things get closer to being finished back there. i'm already plotting my next project...furniture refinishing!!
mil besos--rmg
i'm trying to spend more quality time with myself. i know that probably sounds stupid, but it's very easy for me to forget to do my own thinking, my own praying, my own writing, my own art, my own life some days. there are days when the only thing i do that's self-motivated is try and remember to eat something green at every meal. i'm going back to the gym, and i'm suprised at how good that's been, just from a mental stand point, and the fact that i've decided to suck up the gas money and drive to the nice gym seems worth the trouble. it's nice to slip back into a routine of some sort.
i keep remembering these random phrases from the bible--like mental sound bites. the biggest one i keep hearing is " on this rock, i build my church." i keep thinking about peter, and what that meant. we think (or at least i do) about rocks for buildings being dressed, at least smoothed down, squared off, clean and tidy. i don't think that's what peter was like, at all. i think he was rough, broken, not terribly well-suited to have such trust vested in him. but God saw more, and knew better. and so i have a vocation today. and when my weaknesses are revealed in stark and stunning ways, i remember that i am just like peter--willfull, reluctant, stubborn, etc. and if God saw fit to build a church on such a one as peter, maybe God can do something with me, as well.
i think it's time to go back and re-read "the alchemist". i try to do that every couple of years. it's kind of like taking a vacation for me. i just re-read "til we have faces", over the last couuple of nights, and remembered why i loved that book so much. so often we see things the way we want to see them , forgettingor discounting the back stories, the alternate perceptions, the global/universal ramifications of our passions. it's good to remember that we are not only accountable for the rotten things we do, but also for the joys we forego. life is a spiral. it all comes back around, again, and again, and again. and the joys are sweeter, the pain a little easier to bear. and the closer we get to the middle of things, the more and more frequently things come back around.
things are good. the backyard is coming along. i officially hate brick as a medium of landscaping. i'll try and get some pictures up as things get closer to being finished back there. i'm already plotting my next project...furniture refinishing!!
mil besos--rmg
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Furniture refinishing? No more "long pants" and "mom's stuff"??
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