gen z and beyond will never know the stress of turning on the radio and hearing Joan Osborne demand we explain what would happen if god was on a bus.

my brain, screaming, approximately three times a week, as I try to live my one wild and precious life: what if god WAS on a bus?

the NAME of this hill is "ten hoor" which is pronounced "ten whore"

Roll Tide, why are we like this 😭 😭 😭

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"kids these days are soft, in my day that hill built character"
"mostly jealous they have handrails to help with the climb"
"I fell on that hill lol"

People are so weird. Y'all wanna see this hill? I tell you, it ain't nothin'

I gotta preface it with the story getting even better - I feel like the hill having a name means something, and this hill has quite a name.

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There is a hill on my undergrad campus that was very steep and they just put in stairs and a lot of alums are reminiscing like that bad hill was a rite of passage.
"did you even go to UA if you didn't survive a slip scare on this hill in January?"
"what a menace that thing was"
"kids these days won't have the struggle of walking up that at 8am with 100% humidity"
"well I'll be dad gummed."

If you can't pay your rent because of COVID-19 financial hardship, or are being threatened with eviction for any reason, do not move out of your home. Only a court can order you to leave. You have rights and are protected by federal, state and local law. Do not self-evict just because the landlord says leave.*

*this is not specific legal advice, I am not your lawyer, but generally this is good advice.

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Me, thinking about the end of the US eviction moratorium:

Wow, what this country really needed was a rise in numbers of desperate people who increasingly have nothing to lose.

(also the pause on student loan payments ends next month and that one affects me personally, cool cool *cannot afford* = if they didn't stop evictions, they're not gonna hold off on the loans, obvi great economy, so much recover)

A thing I love about the hard tasks motif in folk tales (where a character has to do a bunch of impossible things and some magical helper either does the task for them or gives them what they need to get it done) is how faith is never a prerequisite for being helped and hopelessness doesn’t negate miracles.

I guess this resonates for me because I’ve swallowed the inadequacy of trying to tell someone who’s lost faith to find it again so many times and sometimes people just can’t.

side note: me doing manual labor is not a thing that happens (I really spend about 14 hours a day glued to a laptop)

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One great thing about being a monastic is that priorities have to shift. It's bad, actually, to only center your life around one thing, say work for example. We must make time for manual labor, listen to our community, spend time in prayer, learning, etc. And OF COURSE, on Sundays we rest.

Truly finding and keeping balance is important, holy even, and it's a constant struggle for me to remember this.

Sun rises in mist with thousands of very soft explosions and I am entirely splashed with designs coming through the holes in the lace wall of trees. Everything in the world is transparent. The ferocities of mankind mean nothing to the hope of light.

Thomas Merton, Letter to Miguel Grinberg

Psalm 35, gettin' spicy today at Nones (mid day prayers):

Fight those who fight me, O LORD;
attack those who are attacking me. 


Me: "Don't forget to remain professional in a remote context"

Also Me: *with my suit on, wears a Fuck the Patriarchy necklace to a Zoom meeting* - this is profesh, sure

Sometimes our moments of greatest fear can be our best teachers in the ways out of that fear.

Other times, the exact opposite is true - finding joy and happiness to push out the fear or anxiety is the best way forward.

Just my experience. If you know other ways to deal, I'd like to hear it.

One of his favorite sayings (which I can hear him saying in his southern drawl) was “you be sweet.” He would say it in a playfully admonishing tone, as if scolding us for forgetting something that came so naturally to him.

Good kid, glad to have known him and been his friend. May we all hold each other in love the way Neil held his friends (everyone was his friend).

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Just read a eulogy for a 15 year old kid, Neil, who I knew from ages 1-5, written by his older brother, college age. No question, he understood that loving is the work of life.
In my mind’s eye, Neil is always smiling, because that is who he was—a happy, funny, charming person who cared about you as soon as he met you. He immediately wanted to know what your name was, what kind of pets you had, what kind of car you drove—and he would remember it. Everyone was made to feel special by him.

Lots of interesting ideas here. While I enjoy some of this guy's uniqueness, I also think he's deeply selfish (re: abandoning his children like "my wife knew what she was getting", or his friends paying for things so he can say he's money free).

This may be relevant to someone's interests. it is to mine!

A Prayer on the Occasion of Receiving the Coronavirus Vaccine by +Michael Woolf

What if “safety” is no longer a viable cultural value in a time of disintegration? What if we need things like courage, flexibility, responsiveness instead?

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The notion of safety as a fixed state seems like it merely outsources danger to others.

I haven’t much experience with the expectation of safety- but it often seems like a luxury for those who can afford to ignore stuff.

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