a moveable feast.

Between departure and settling in, I've mourned and melancholied and rediscovered my reluctance to confront uncomfortable situations. I'm a mess. But I've also rediscovered my love for parsing, playing with ideas and concepts. the pseudo-philosopher and amateur theologian in me has been greatly fed, and I wish to further cook these ideas and notions stirring cake in my brain. And so, I have chosen to fully immerse myself for the first time in this Lenten season, hoping for a better wisdom and progress over utter renewal. Lack fasts and do fasts. A resolve to surprise I + others. I do not know where I will find myself (if I shall find Self) in 40 days, but I wish to emerge a bit brighter, a bit more connected. I do not expect some great awakening, Only a letting go. Lately, 'How am I not myself?' mantras over and over & I just desire a dearer nearness to Be.  

Also, I am considering leaving Blogger behind and nesting my own little space of the interwebs. I would greatly appreciate any suggestions you have on domain names and webhosting and all sorts of other things I know little about. Thank you, dears. 

love.