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What’s Going On?

In my inner life? Or my outer life? Perhaps I better not delve too deeply into the inner, after all, this is the public sphere here. At our church Board meeting a week ago a church member appeared with a complaint: her name had been mentioned on the church website, a clear security violation. OK, but I can think of worse violations, like publishing her password.

Who cares? A name is a drop in the multi-terabyte bucket that is the Internet.

I’m all exercised about the politics in the U.S. Senate. This 60 vote requirement for cloture coupled with Scott Brown’s election has brought everything to a grinding halt. The GOP is determined to bring Obama down. This comes first before the doing of real work, like solving the nation’s problems, or at least trying to.

I’ve been working hard on church stuff. We need to get the Stewardship packet ready for passing out at the May 2nd service, Stewardship Sunday. Richard has our stuff now. He’s looking at it as I write this. Tomorrow he does the packet with the temporary office manager. I may have to go down there if something needs changing but maybe not.

Tomorrow Cynthia and I go to the Circle Dinner at Richard’s. There’ll be eight of us there including Richard and Joan. Should be good.

The next day, Friday, we go to North Conway to the fabulous Red Jacket Inn for the NNED/UUA annual meeting. We’re staying overnight at the Red Jacket. Should be good.

Life goes on. On the inner life front I’m constipated at the moment. Yesterday everything worked out OK on this front. Today I’m waiting.

I still play around a little on Facebook but am gradually weaning myself off.

Well, that’s it for now. Pretty boring, huh? LOL :-)

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Yes, I’m spending too much time on facebook. Why? Well, it’ so easy. One waits for comments on your posts, posts on your comments, comments on your comments, and finds some posts, some comments, interesting even if you don’t comment back. It’s one gigantic blog where everyone is posting and commenting at the same time. The stream of information is sweeping by at an alarming rate. A hot topic one day disappears into the next. It’s information overload! But fun. Still, is it largely a waste of time? Not necessarily.

It can be a channel into interesting topics. Sam Harris has a FB page which I looked into and found an interesting two hour long debate between Harris and Shermer on one side and Chopra and Houston on the other. Juan Cole has a page. And Barney Frank. Then there’s Karen Armstrong with her Charter for Compassion. Countless others. Too much of course, and how does one pick and chose?

The net result is I ignore this blog. Not that I don’t have enough to do besides facebook. The Norway UU church keeps me busy. The stewardship campaign is beginning and there’s hardly anyone to run it. A flurry of emails amongst Chris Davis, Kathi Pewitt, Deborah Crump, Richard Beal, and me, plus a couple of phone calls from Chris to me, finally resolved a date for our kickoff meeting: April 16th from 5:30pm to 7pm. And then there’s all the church’s financial stuff with me as treasurer. Then there’s OUR financial stuff.

Enough for now. I’ve got to think about food and interact with Cynthia regarding the food, plus check our provisions.

Oh, but I’m reading an interesting philosophical book by James P. Carse, “Breakfast at the Victory: The mysticism of ordinary experience”. Fascinating but difficult. The need for silence. The heading for the sixth chapter is one of my favorites. It’s from the Rig Veda X:129:

Then even nothingness was not, nor existence.
There was no air then, nor the heavens beyond it.
What covered it? Where was it? In whose keeping?
Was there then cosmic water, in depths unfathomed?
Then there was neither death nor immortality,
nor was there then the touch of night and day.
The One breathed windlessly and self-sustaining.
There was that One then, and there was no other.
In the beginning desire descended upon it –
that was the primal seed, born of the mind.
The sages who have searched their hearts with wisdom
know that which is kin to that which is not.
But, after all, who knows, and who can say
whence it all came, and how creation happened?
The gods themselves are later than creation,
so who knows truely whence it has arisen?
Whence all creating had its origin,
he, whether he fashioned it or whether he did not,
he who surveys it all from highest heaven,
he knows — or maybe even he does not know.

Now I gotta go.

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