As ever, your erstwhile blogger has 783 good reasons why it's been quiet around here.
This week I'm working on a project that I so want to get right - precisely because the project has nothing to do with who wrote what, and everything to do with reaching hearts and minds.
Generally when I pile that kind of pressure on myself, I have to plan on a few days of complete paralysis. Total deer-caught-in-the-headlights. Any attempt, any group of three-words-I-string-together starts to look funny, badly written, not the right idea.
When that hits, and all that flows from my fingers to the keyboard starts to look wonky and wrong, I have to walk away. I leave the keyboard, and visit other authors who seem to have reached a detente with language - who find lyricism and fluidity in both syntax and ideas.
This week I've been reading Anne Lamott, Kathleen Norris, and Barbara Brown Taylor. They write about faith - the lack thereof, the search for, the practice of. This particular paragraph (in Brown Taylor's An Altar in the World) caught my attention yesterday:
Many years ago now, a wise old priest invited me to come speak at his church in Alabama. "What do you want me to talk about?" I asked him.
"Come tell us what is saving your life now," he answered. It was as if he had swept his arm cross a dusty table and brushed all the formal china to the ground. I did not have to try to say correct things that were true for everyone. I did not have to use theological language that conformed to the historical teachings of the church. All I had to do was figure out what my life depended on. All I had to do was figure out how I stayed as close to that reality as I could, and then find some way to talk about it that helped my listeners figure out those same things for themselves. (p xvii)
For a blogger-type person who is writing her heart out in an attempt to stay lucid, to be intentional, and mother with love and grace? This is no less than a reassurance, a call to action, and a mission statement all at once.
So now I'll get back to writing: writing to figure out what is saving my life right now.