warrior woman of the mind:
dancing to a new song
Beck Finger Posts
I’m so exhausted. And I feel like I ought to be seeking the veriditas that Hildegard speaks of… that I believe in… that I’m hungry for. Its that greening, that sense of growth and anticipation of new things… its optimism and deliberately moving through the world seeking the small, green glimpses of life that is the evidence of Spirit-nurturing.
I am down at Surrender 19: Interwoven.
Its an amazing time of creatively thinking theologically about justice, faith, intersectionality and hope.
I painted some art and wrote some words and thought I’d put them here:
I realised tonight that I have lived much of my life – too much of my life – with Fear as my companion. But tonight, as I slipped out of the door of my slumbering household, with my restless dog and my own weary bones, into the silky black coolness of the night… I turned to check, but my constant companion was gone.
I am supposed to be writing an essay for my Leadership class, about frameworks for success. It has caused me to reflect on the intersection between faith and success in my own life.
Warning: Doctor Who ramble ahead. Skip now if that’s not your cup of tea.
I have read many opinions recently – largely men’s – about the developments regarding the casting of the new Doctor. Most of them are pretty dismissive of the situation – why do we NEEED a female doctor? One, particularly, moved me to respond. Specifically, this article bemoaned the end of good female companions, arguing that since the reboot, the story has been a narrative about the companions, and the Doctor is largely the macguffin that drives the story. And that now, with a woman as the Doctor,
Tonight was an adventure. The kids didn’t want to come to the un-bible study: our little home group of Lateral thinkers where we sometimes talk about topics vaguely related to the Bible.
I had spent the day wandering around the city with my fellow class mates, looking at street art. By the time I was at home, I was utterly stonkered… Eventually, I fell asleep in the chair whilst supervising yet another YouTube mine craft thing with the guy with the long head who laughs like he’s slightly criminally insane… I’m sure he’s lovely. The kids think the sun shines from his big blocky head. I prefer the other one with the cool hair.
I digress. I tend to do that, when sleep deprived.