Good Morning, God!
I have always marveled at Light Packers. So, finally, on this trip I bought a small carry-on size suitcase and set about packing light. Kit explained that it was just two “Long Weekends.”
That IS true, God, but Boston’s COLD and Tucson’s NOT!
But, I am officially giving up. On our “long week-end” in Boston, Kit asked me on each of the first 3 days if he could borrow my small scissors — which are not allowed on carry-ons. And, so it went!
But, this exercise in futility and frustration was not without benefit. I learned that I pack until full. I do this with suitcases, and my Days and my Stomach. None of this could be considered wise — or sensible — or healthy.
In looking around for possible “THINGS TO BLAME” God, I have decided to begin with our Western Concept of Aesthetics where Negative Space is not seen as having its own lovely Presence — but as only an EMPTY space to fill. Alas, God!, That’s my mindset.
And that Mindset still HOLDS SWAY — even after I have enjoyed and benefited from Centering Prayer, and books on assorted Spiritual Disciplines — most of which extoll LESS — as in FASTING, SILENCE, SOLITUDE and SABBATH KEEPING.
Hmmm. I’m tempted to write myself off as HOPELESS! But, this is Good Friday, God. A Day that reminds me that You do not give up on us. You CONTINUE to LOVE. You CONTINUE to CALL TO US — COME HOME — ALL is FORGIVEN.
So, here I am — my new intermediate suitcase ready to be packed — next month off for a Silent Retreat — 10 days of letting You repack me!