Year Two, Day Three

After all that on my Blogiversary post, I find myself rather stumped with regards to what these bloggish roots are that I'm attempting to revisit here.

Thinking about it tonight, though .... I wonder if it's perhaps the fact that the novelty's worn off. After all, even though I am still a relatively new member, I've actually been doing this for a while ... and even longer if you count all the years of running & hiding that I did while attempting to get used to the idea. So perhaps it's that, for me, it's not any different. On some levels, the monastery has been my world; thus, in my mind, perhaps monastic ways are the world's ways.

Or perhaps this is just some big cop-out attempt .....

Seriously, though, I'm not sure where exactly I'm trying to go. And I think, for some extent, what would seem strange to someone else or worthy of question-asking or wondering is by now to me perfectly normal and understandable.

So ..... while my brain is spinning with how best to avoid grading tests, does anyone have any thoughts or suggestions? I got loads of warm fuzzies & smiles out of the comments .... is there anything in particular you folks are wondering and/or wanting to hear about? Otherwise, I might be forced to revert back to the creation of crap masterpieces like this.

And, while you're at it, send some big ol' warm-fuzzy-socks-kinda-thoughts to Omis Jason (a week late!) and Susan, who are both beginning the full-force move-into-the-big-house adjustment into the real-world-religious-life, also known as the novitiate, and commonly lovingly referred to as "Lockdown". Here's where it gets really real. And, for us here at my place, the real-nun-move-in happens with Entrance to Postulancy .... and we've got two folks doing that very thing Sunday right before Morning Prayer (though they'll be moving in tomorrow). Guess it's just the start of a new year on all fronts!