Leap of Faith

I have been reading The Best American Nonrequired Reading Edited by Dave Eggers. My favorite selection was: The Best American Answers to the Question "What Do You Believe is True Even if You Cannot Prove It?" . This in in turn was excerpted from the Edge Foundation(http://www.edge.org/). It got me thinking about how I would answer.

I believe that I get personal messages from God. I know how irrational that sounds. I don't want to delve into it (that is the mental health social worker part of me talking.) The odd thing is, sometimes I act on these beliefs and messages. Sometimes I act with unconciouseness. In review I understand the implications of my actions. Most of the time I have this awareness and I think "isn't that nice, this could almost almost be evidence of what my Dad called listening to the Holy Spirit." Sometimes I feel compelled to share this awareness with others, despite my best judgements.
I realize how our brains work at interpeting the greater world. That it is our nature to look for meaning and relationships between objects and ourselves. I understand that I am choosing how to interpret the random coincidences that happen everyday. I can't even find a way to wrap my mind around the idea that there is a being - who is supreme - who is all knowing and personal. (I label myslef as an evangelical agnostic.) I have been told that if I persist in the thought that there is another life force that has personal interest in my outcome, I am devalueing all that I do for myself, my family and my community.
But what can I do - at least this fixed and persistent delusion gives me comfort - and energy to keep on working in the world.

shopping bag -bag

This is the bag I made over Presidents Day weekend. I did not track the number of bags used. This is almost all single crochet. I wish I could remember where all the blue bags came from. I enjoy the subtle color changes.

This is my most recent bag. Entirely single crochet Safeway and Ballard Market bags with a QFC and Bartells bag here and there.

I Had Breakfast Later

The days are getting longer. I am waiting and wondering if anyone else new will come in to the woodshop tonight. I am not so sure that yesterday was any better for having breakfast first. I had a busy day as always, but left at 4 with much unfinished work. I dropped my youngest at the library and met briefly at the Senior Center to discuss last minute issues for the Karaoke Bingo. Back to the library, I uploaded a marketing letter to a listserve I belong to and then finally home. But - this morning I realized all I didn't do yesterday, didn't return a DVD on time, didn't work on Friends of Scouting all this rushed at me as I walked the block to the bus stop. Then I noticed I didn't have work keys and my fancy boots were leaking. So I went back home, missing the bus and then needing to walk all the way to the school.

Working at my son's school is always rewarding. I help in the library - today I finished re-alphabetizing the biographies.

And I had breakfast later.

had breakfast first

Today, I had breakfast first. I don't always make time for that. But the new thing I tried today is adding an image of a rug I made in 2006 to this blog. It is knit short rows from strips fo t-shirts. At this time in my life I made many striped knit objects with a random number generator to help with my planning (I would roll a dice.)

What! - is it 2008 already?

I post so irregularly that it is major effort trying to find my way back here. Usually I get interuppted in the meantime. Gotta go now for a behind the scenes tour of one of my favorite social enterprises - Fare Start