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Monthly Archives: August 2013

Digging

Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.

Signs of “The World that Ought to Be”

Real writing, writing that involves careful feats of attentiveness, helps us discover not simply one opinion or another about the way things are, but rather it helps us realize the way things ought to be.

Swimming in Tongues

I began to think that being immersed in another language feels something like being in the ocean. Once you get through the initial fear and shock, it’s an addictive feeling.

Steely Dan at The Fox

That relentless perfectionism is a big reason why, 35 years after their commercial peak and 10 years since their last studio album, Steely Dan is still such an incredible live act.

The Idea and The Reality

On June 3, 2013, Jared Scripture moved in with us. Two things you might ask: 1) Is his last name really Scripture? 2) Who is “us”?

Was George Washington Funny?

For better or worse, movies are selling us hilarity for the price of a ticket and popcorn, and we’re buying it.

Serenity at Some Point

Serenity at Some Point

by | Aug 25, 2013

There will be many events that happen which are completely out of my control. When those situations occur, the trick will be to let go while continuing to hold on.

Stay Gold, Ponyboy

Stay Gold, Ponyboy

Someday, we’ve got this promise of a glory land, a place where our forever will be golden. But in this life, Eden sank to grief. Leaf subsides to leaf.

Aunthood

Aunthood

What is she thinking? You hope she approves of you. You touch her nose, her thin eyebrows, her fuzzy black hair. You trace her perfect ears.

Faith Healing

Faith Healing

Perhaps what I question most is the emphasis that both “medical science” and faith healing place on the disappearance of symptoms in individuals rather than communities.

An Open Letter to Grade School Educators

An Open Letter to Grade School Educators

So teachers, don’t expect that your kids will tell you in fifteen years how you teaching them to carry the one deeply affected their lives.

Navigating the Bike Trail

Navigating the Bike Trail

It wasn’t so much that I was worried about my own ability to navigate the hazards of the trail, but that I did not trust anyone else—and generally for good reason.

The Strange Case of the Bookcase and the Bedroom Floor

The Strange Case of the Bookcase and the Bedroom Floor

How can a person as unorganized and untidy as I am simultaneously be so anal retentive about how to arrange books?

The Dog Days of Summer

The Dog Days of Summer

I couldn’t fully articulate this at the time, but I saw a new puppy as a means of gaining control of my life. So much was changing, and I felt like I was being left behind.

Intersections

Intersections

Bridges I have aplenty. What I crave is intersections. Intersections—those moments of synchrony, of serendipity, of crazy coincidence.

The Little Elephant

The Little Elephant

But more often than not, I’m surprised at the curiosity and ability of my students. Yesterday marked one of those moments.

Let’s Get Physical (Books)

Let’s Get Physical (Books)

The truth of the matter is that homes are much less beautiful without bookshelves packed full of books. They decorate the nooks and crannies of homes with artful spines and interesting thoughts.

Back to School

Back to School

This year is a different story. Now I’m the teacher. While I got through my first year of teaching, every time I get asked the question, “How did your first year go?” I answer, “Really hard.”

On How to Remain in Control While Having a Child

On How to Remain in Control While Having a Child

Once you have reached the Hospital, you may proceed to Have your Child. If you have maintained Sufficient Control, your Labor and Delivery will be short and full of Screaming.

A Trivial Pursuit

A Trivial Pursuit

We’ve literally never heard of the 1964 movie Scotch Tape because we were not, in fact, alive in 1964. So no, we don’t know who starred in it.

Love the Liminal

Love the Liminal

Liminal games are where you build momentum, where habits form, where mindsets are made.

Who Did We Think We Were?

Who Did We Think We Were?

When the new soles arrived I unboxed, unlaced, and tried them on. I took a few steps and looked in the mirror. Something was off.

How’s My Driving?

How’s My Driving?

When you see a rental moving truck on the road, pass it like your life depends on it. Because your life probably depends on it.

Superlative Syndrome

Superlative Syndrome

So I let baby calves with rough tongues suck on my fingers. I stopped caring about whether or not I was getting dust on my white shorts or cow manure on my shoes.

More Tracks Than Necessary

More Tracks Than Necessary

I try to understand things. People, ideas, life. I enjoy listening and learning and knowing, and especially knowing about people.

Roots

Roots

The years after college are, from what I’ve seen, uprooted ones. College is a liminal space, to be sure, but after graduation, defining one’s place can be even harder.

Raised by Grace in Athol, ID

Raised by Grace in Athol, ID

This reunion I had only one such conversation with my grandma, but it impressed me even more deeply. She shared with me the story of her faith, which is also the story of her life,

Witnessing and Keeping Track

Witnessing and Keeping Track

Our memories mark everything we touch because we filter our new experiences through our old. However, unlike a fingerprint, our memories are more easily changed.

Kveikur’s Allure

Kveikur’s Allure

Sigur Rós instantiates Walter Pater’s conviction that “All art constantly aspires towards the condition of music.” Short and sweet, but that’s what I think it all boils down to.

The Birds of the Air

The Birds of the Air

Home is a sense of belonging and inclusion, but it’s also a sense of boundaries. There must be things that are not-home.