Once again, we get to a Thursday where I have more threads than one unified cloth. Let's see what happens.
--A week ago, I was making meditation kits (more on this tomorrow). It required me to take 5 pounds of air dry clay and turn them into small lumps the size of a really large strawberry. I found it very soothing to do that. It's similar to gardening, which I wrote about yesterday in this post. So if you're longing to garden, but you can't, get your fingers into some clay.
--Yesterday's post also talked about prayer flags, which I keep thinking about. Could one create prayer flags with children? I'm already on the lookout for good arts and crafts projects for Vacation Bible School. I love the idea, but I wonder if parents would object to a discussion of Tibetan Buddhism as background to prayer flags.
--But hey, I'm a big believer in ecumenical outreach and education. Today I wrote this blog piece for my theology blog on the travels of my Turkish Muslim prayer rug. It includes a photo of an altar lit with dozens of candles, and that picture captures the glow. I wish I could take credit for it, but it was taken by a different participant (Pastor Mary Canniff-Kuhn? I found it on her Facebook site, but that doesn't guarantee it's hers).
--While I was away, Roger Ebert died. I'm still processing this reality. Linda Holmes expresses the strangeness of it all in this blog post. I particularly love this quote: "The irony is that it all feels so personally sad. It feels so personally, profoundly awful and unfair, and I feel it with the grief nerves, not just the admiration nerves, because people whose books you destroy from overuse as a 16-year-old, you will grieve when they die as if you knew them, whether they are novelists or critics. But still, after all that, I was doing all right until I remembered that he's not going to write about any more movies. And I'm still not ready for that."
--I'm making an accidental soup which smells so good that I may make it again on purpose. I had grilled cauliflower and grilled peppers from a week and a half ago, both of which have texture issues. The cauliflower is too hard, and the peppers are too slimy to eat by themselves. So, I've put them in a pot along with some potatoes and spices: basil, oregano, cumin, garlic, onion, and a bit of cocoa. I'll grind it all up in the blender and send it back to the pot with grated cheddar. Yum.
--All my D.C. friends are posting pictures of cherry blossoms. I always feel a stab of envy, and then my competitive streak shows up. I want to post bougainvillea blossoms. I want to show everyone the mangoes ripening. I'm resisting this impulse.
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