--"I have a uterus with puppies in it": you can either file this under comments one usually doesn't hear in the halls of academe as I did this week--or you could use it as a line of a poem--or you could create an interesting short story. And for those of you who are wondering, we have a Vet Tech dep't, and I overheard one of the faculty members discussing visual aids that she has to show students.
--I posted this haiku-esque creation on Facebook, but I want to keep it in a place where it will be easier to find:
Write me from the camps.
Be my Dietrich Bonhoeffer.
Teach me how to live.
--I am still enjoying my online journaling class immensely. It's interesting to see how our sketches are informing all of the future sketches--and also interesting to see how I have begun to recognize each person's individual style.
--Here's one of my favorite quotes from this week of the journaling class. It didn't come from the book we're reading together, but I might not have noticed the Rumi quote if my classmates hadn't been quoting Rumi. I found it in Anne Lamott's "Small Victories: Spotting Improbable Moments of Grace": "Where there is ruin, there is hope for treasure."
--From the book, Joyce Rupp's Open the Door, here's the quote that I chose to sketch:
--All of my tabletop Christmas trees are on the floors. It's not as desolate as it sounds.
--I keep thinking about where I'd have been 3 weeks ago: on my way to Columbia, SC, to spend time with grad school friends before going on to Black Mountain to spend time with my mom, dad, and sister before going on to spend Thanksgiving with my larger family. I wish it was 3 weeks ago so I could experience it all again.