| Lent is about penance and sacrifice...concepts I've been purposely distancing myself from. But I do wonder--can the mentality that you sacrifice your own happiness for someone else be helpful to me somehow? I'm just afraid of the sacrificer suffering needlessly or even resenting the person s/he's sacrificing for. And it just doesn't sit well with me that part of the concept of sacrifice is that someone is losing for someone else's gain. Why does anyone have to lose? I don't think our options are limited to one of us having and the other NOT having. But I'm finding it difficult to step outside of my Western, Christian upbringing to think about this one. |
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| Interesting that if I write something here, a bunch of people are going
to get an email about it...I could say anything! I have an audience!
Attention, friends and comrades: I'm in the Science Center computer
lab, and I smell like an armpit. |
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| I didn't hear anyone sing Deck the Halls this year. Do you think the line about gay apparel is freaking people out?
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| Last night Brianna gave me her iPod to listen to a song, and I got hooked. I listened to her music all night...and I wore it to bed...and since it shut itself off in the night, I turned it back on in the morning... It transported me into a different world--not necessarily one I'd like to stay in...some of it was too depressing for my preference...but it was an emotional trip, and somehow made me feel as though I was peeking into the world that so many others are a part of. And there's something about having music in your ears that no one else can hear...it feels like a secret. I was alone anyway, but it just made me want to dance around the kitchen while I was getting my bagel and tea, and so I did. I've never felt more expressive with my body, as though what I was feeling just came out in my arms and hips and turns. I laughed at myself when I realized I reminded myself of the iPod commercials, but it was actually a really cool experience, and I imagined how spectacular it would be if I would always have that kind of a body-self connection.
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| I don't want to go to bed. I learned so much today, and I'm afraid I'll forget it all by tomorrow.
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