Events Full

Five weeks ago I gave six-weeks notice at the business journal.

It came about five weeks in on the largest weekly increases in initial unemployment claims since the real estate recession. To date we’re just shy of 39 million in nine weeks, with, for me, one week to go.

As at least one other person has said, ‘Who does that?’

Stay with me.

Concomitant with that — inherent links within hitting closer to the truth of the matter than the implied accidental relationship of concurrent — are working through Ignatian Adventure, reviewing Way of the Ascetics, some ex tempore praying this morning, and classic Leonard Cohen.

Sometimes even I feel the pushiness of my tendency to relate a new event to several that’ve come before. I am eye-deep in confirmation bias and more than mistaken in finding fate or even fortune from everything that happens to me.

But I don’t feel it as I’m so awesome … more along the lines of this is good and God is for a movement toward him + incarnating the realities of our authentic baptismal self in events and awarenesses and a realization-discovery or three, one by connecting one by integral one.

Is life not thus?

This we believe.

And so here is

  • ‘ … the many ways in which God calls … ‘ [location 920 of 3548 in the Kindle IA]
  • multiple avowals of uncertainty for the week after this [threaded through ex tem]
  • ‘first thing … is never in any respect to rely on yourself’ [ch. 2, Colliander’s WotA]
  • ‘the minor fall, the major lift / the baffled king composing Hallelujah’ [LC a’course]

Beginning and ending in gratitude, as it happens.

‘cept it doesn’t just happen.

‘cept for sometimes it does.

And really I’m hardly tryin’ here … more commonly it’s a half-dozen or 10, and occasionally more. This is just what’s just now in just a moment.

S’all I have for now.

I don’t know.

 

 

 

Image:
It Was Better Before God Took Up Knitting
Bruce Eric Kaplan, the New Yorker 24 Oct 05

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