Course Salt

Fear is a prevailing feeling for me. It varies in degrees, how much it debilitates, but it virtually never leaves. There is one exception. The kitchen is a safe zone. So, in an effort to brighten a dismal St Paddy's Day, I made pretzels for the first time. There are two left. They were received well. Makes me all fuzzy inside.

I worked yesterday. I saw THE PUBLIC. I wore green clothing, a Celtic necklace, and shamrock earrings. Not one person wished me a Happy St. Paddy's Day that I did not prompt. Sheesh. Were are all the Irish?

But my pretzels were yummy. Sprinkled with course salt.

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My Lent, so far

One of my Lenten penances this year was to not use the computer in the afternoon. The idea was, that if I can't escape then I would have to do my homework. I have read three new books in the last four days. So, how well do you think I am doing? Yeah. My thoughts exactly. Brilliant job, dingle-nuts. Sigh. Back into the breach.

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Story telling

Some people are born story tellers. I was actually duped into three years of an activity I disliked because my friend tolled me great stories. That is a talent.

I do not posses that talent. On the whole, my communication skills are below-par. I can be funny, it just isn't intentional most of the time. But storytelling? Nu-huh. By the mid-story point has been reached I have either bored every one silly or lost them. The symptoms are always worse with funny stories. Probably has something to do with timing.

You know that wish list of things, that if God had asked you, you would have requested? To be a weaver of words is one of mine.

Anyway, Just thought I would share.

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Was yesterday fun?

I was scrolling through the blogs I follow this morning, and I noticed a theme. It's Lent. So we should talk about it. I fear two days every year. The fall in the same liturgical season. I struggle with fasting. Medical conditions aside, purposely being hungry happily? Blarg.

I think Lent is a little like forty continuous days of New Year's. We have a resolution, and it is hard every day, but because it is Lent we keep trying . God is good at planning for us. Ever noticed?

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Does it have letters?

If so, then I will probably try to read it. Especially if I need to procrastinate.

Seasons

The flow of the Liturgical seasons is a familiar rhythm. It comes with the other seasons. As soon as spring decided it was coming, I think about Lent. It happens, just like with frost, I think about Advent. I enjoy Lent. The extra grace, the challenge of changing behavior patterns. I feel part of something BIG. And scary. And world changing. Because He is. I love being Catholic.

I do things

Really, there is more to my life than mood swings.

Anyway, today was a big day for me. I don't like performance, I do it 'cause I have to. The latest thingy I got railroaded into was an audition for the Opera Chorus in Victoria. It was scary. No Iris. New venue. All scary.

I lived.

I still haven't figured out why I chose to go into a field were talent is assumed and I get pushed into something I don't like regularly. I love it despite this. Funky.

I do enjoy the feeling that happens when scary things are finished.

"Life  is not meant to be easy, my child; but take courage: it can be delightful."

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