Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Mind Chatter

Things on my mind lately...

The course of pain. How it can change and yet remain so the same. How I wish it would get easier but then cling on to it at the same time because it reminds me that I haven't forgotten. How two years doesn't really matter.

Sanctity of life. My new thing is this Derek Webb lyric that pretty much encapsulates it: "Are we defending life when we just pick and choose lives acceptable to lose and which ones to defend? ‘Cause you cannot choose your friends but you choose your enemies and what if they were one, one and the same? Could you find a way to love them both the same to give them your name?" Think about it.

Dancing. Had an amazing rehearsal with my dancing partner Shawna tonight. Made me giddy. On Sunday I will dance for the first time in church. I am hesitant to call it liturgical dance, although that is what it is, because it is not trite choreography done in a metallic angel wing collar outfit. The first time my choreography has been done in a church setting, and no matter how much I know about the body and the church and the dance I'm pretty freakin' nervous for how it will come off. How will my worlds intersect in practical application?

Transitions. Closing the door on one era to move into the next. What does that really mean? Wrapping up this Chicago story. Watching my kiddos dance today as tears filled my eyes, thinking about how they were hardly walking when I started teaching many of them and now they are skipping, chasse-ing and hopping on one leg all over the place. Yes, I am a developmental movement dork.

April rain. I know the showers bring May flowers, but enough already. It is miserable and doesn't really help the whole sadness factor as of late.

Papers to write. Alas, there are many of those left and not so many days to do them in. And so a closing thought...

Priorities.

1 comment:

Melanie said...

Can I add another word? Beautiful. Mariah, your story is so full of beauty I can't think of any other way to respond. Your post reminds me of how each piece of our lives is a perichoretic dance, each a constantly moving (sometimes racing, sometimes crawling) and interconnected piece of the whole. Crazy how time can move so quickly and so slowly all at the same time. Wish I could see your choreography on Sunday...