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Winter                        Waning Moon of Long Nights

One of the reasons the web continues to fascinate me, and it does, lies in its capacity to surprise me.  I read an article in the Economist about Internet Archives.  This is an astonishing effort spearheaded by one man to make the worlds information available on the web.  You may have heard of the Wayback machine, a way of finding lost or neglected websites, but this project has so much more.  It has a lot of live music, an especially active Grateful Dead collection.  It has moving images, including commercials, a quick entre to marketing and cultural cues of the near past.  It also has an incredible number of texts, complete and free.  Worth a look.

I’ve not had a tour since mid-December.  While I enjoy the down time, I do feel disconnected from the museum.  There’s a tendency, living this far out, to hunker down, particularly in bad weather.  I’m not as comfortable as I used to be heading out in snowy, icy conditions and that contributes to the hibernation.  As I’ve written before, this all helps the writing, getting into a rhythm, focus.  That’s true, but I miss the connection with both the art and my fellow docents.  They have become an important part of my life, one of the social pillars for me.  So, I look forward to getting back at it in February.

Monks and Prisoners

An interesting Christmas note to my brother Mammoths from a monk at Blue Cloud Abbey in South Dakota

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MERRY CHRISTMAS JIM AND ALL WOOLLY MAMMOUTHS (sic),

Thanks for those elegant photographs, Jim. As much as I hate winter, I have to admit a work of art when I see one.

Recently I went to a meeting at the prison in Appleton, Minnesota. The facility is closing the first of February. At present there are only 230 inmates in a building that can  accommodate 1500. I suggested to the inmates that maybe they could finish out their sentences at Blue Cloud Abbey because we have plenty of room and so few vocations.

One of the guys asked his fellow inmates, “Would you like living with a bunch of old monks?” One of them answered, “It might be better than  living with a bunch of old convicts.” Some people think the prison will reopen soon because crime is increasing. Monks are decreasing but convicts are increasing.

The cat just came into my office. This fall someone dropped off a cat and fled. Brother Chris has assumed the care of the winter-sol-2cat.  It lives in the garage but when doors are left open, Da Cat (that’s its name) strolls down the ramp and into the house.

A Blessed Christmas to you and yours (and stay out of the blizzard)!

Benet

(note:  these pics are by Woolly artist Jim Johnson who does not know whether he is a falcon, a storm or a great song.)

Ordinary Time

Samhain                                      Waxing Wolf Moon

Michele Bachmann and Sarah Palin to attend February Tea Party Convention.  That should be fun.  Seeing these two damsels of the right dancing to the tune of the real wierdos would be entertaining for anyone interested in politics.  I’d watch a 2-minute video just to see them on stage together.  They could discuss hair and glasses and kissing GW.

Mary left this morning on the 7:38 Northstar headed for the airport.  The strange action of the international date line has her leaving on Monday and arriving home on Wednesday, coming here she left on Tuesday around 6 a.m. and got here Tuesday at 11:00 a.m., something like that.  Both ways the flight involves 21-24 hours.  And I find daylight savings time confusing.  Under any circumstances the air temperature will double when she gets home, perhaps a bit more.

Ordinary time has slipped back into the house for the moment with family gone and the leftovers much reduced.  I worked on MIA business a bit this morning and will spend some time today getting the Sierra Club legislative committee focused for a December meeting.

After that I can continue my declutter campaign.  It goes pretty well.  My study has remained clear and I’ve removed several things from it, some in anticipation of the arrival of my Anthro computer desk.  On it will go the Gateway I bought in the summer.  I plan to use it only for art history research and creative writing.

A Day at the Museum

Samhain                                Waxing Wolf Moon

Long day at the museum.  Two tours, 2 hours apart.  Just got home.  Today was just ok.  Nothing amazing, just solid trooping through the masterpieces and their attendant objects.

It was good to see fellow docents, chat.  Other docents are mentors, but not me.  I imagine the museum did not want me representing the docent corps to junior docents.  Wise choice from their perspective.

Tired.

Electile Dysfunction.

Fall                            Waxing Dark Moon

Electile dysfunction (hanging Chads?).    Dam Yangtzes (Will they make the World Series?).  Random thoughts generated by recent news pieces.

A tour with business students from the Metropolitan Community and Technical College.  This was a group of engaged and well-spoken young adults, roughly 24-28.  Their questions and observations brought out the grace of the Shiva, the durability of Vishnu and the cosmic elegance of Yamantaka.   They were a pleasure.

Allison gave Kate a book.  Thanks, Allison, for thinking of her.  Very sweet.

The day continues our string of cold, wet weather.  A good day to nap.  Which.  I intend to do.  Right Now.

Cozy

Fall                                Waning Blood Moon

As the outside work wanes, the inside work increases.  This and that on the Sierra Club, getting ready for the upcoming legislative session.  Preparing multiple tours at the MIA while reading the fat Louvre catalog.  Keeping up with the blog. Getting ready for Kate’s surgery and recovery.

This all dovetails nicely with the nesting instinct that always strikes when the first snowfall and cold snap hits.  It was a record snowfall for October 12th and the temperature remains low today.  Forecasts portend more snow.

As I sat in my study yesterday working on the Asia tours, it felt snug, cozy.  The study has a small gas stove and I lit it, read object files and watched the snow come down.  A perfect day for a library rat like me.

Dogfood, O.D. and Football

Fall                                                    Waning Blood Moon

He loaded 10 bags of 40 pound dogfood and the straw boss said, well bless my soul.  This is what Tennessee Ernie Ford would have sung if he’d been with me on my trip to Costco this morning.  I like to make fewer trips when I run errands so this time I stocked up on dogfood.

The nice lady that counts the objects against your receipt took a look at my cart and my gray hair, “Do you need some help?”   Nope, I could handle it just fine.  A few years back I used to resent this kind of heavy lifting, in particular rock salt for the water softener and dogfood.  Now I look on it as an opportunity to tone up the muscles.  It’s part of my resistance work out for the day.

I shifted today from the garden to the desk, spending a couple of hours puzzling over how to organize a conversation for a congregation that wants to consider its future.  This is very different work from harvesting potatoes or planting garlic.  Not finished yet.  It has to set a bit.  Percolate, as Kate likes to say.

In addition I have to put together an Asian tour for next Friday.  At the same time I’ll design a Southeast and South Asian tour since I’ll be able to use some similar objects.  That’ll be tomorrow morning.

The Vikes play the Rams  tomorrow.  The Rams now have the longest losing streak of any NFL team.  Detroit won last week and lifted that burden from their franchise.  No team in the NFL is a push over because the NFL has only elite athletes, some a bit more elite than others, some a bit younger, others more experienced.  The combination means that on any given sunday (yes, there was a movie.) any one team can beat another.  I hope the Vikes win convincingly and shore up their pass defense while getting Adrian a 100+ yard day.

After the Rams, the Vikings play the Ravens at home, then go on the road for the Pittsburgh Steelers and the Green Bay Packers.  That will be a tough stretch.  If they do well in those three games, they will move up in the power rankings.

The Louvre

Fall                                          Waning Blood Moon

Yesterday was politics. Today is the Louvre.  I was a late addition to the Louvre exhibition touring list and the training is today.  This exhibition focuses on the question of the masterpiece.  It includes a Vermeer, amazing when you consider there are only 36 Vermeer’s in the world.  9 of them are in New York City on Museum row and the rest in Europe.

We had a hard frost last night with several hours below 28 degrees.  That pretty much knocks out blooms and most plants.

The longer hours yesterday in the city made me a bit weary, so I’m heading in today with less than a clear head.  We’ll see about the learning capacity when I get there.

Friends

Fall                                            Full Blood Moon

“There is no need like the lack of a friend.”   Irish saying

How many sets of friends do you have?  Not an idle question since study after study shows friendship a vital element of health.  Friends become even more important as we age.  Here’s a couple of examples:  BBC, Science.

Today at noon a group of friends I still consider new, but whom I’ve actually known for almost 5 years, met for lunch at the Black Forest.  It was those from the Docent class of 2005.  We trained together for 2 years, meeting every Wednesday during the academic year for lectures and tour practice.  The education was fun, since I love learning new things, but over time I’ve found the relationships formed then the most important gift.

An introverted guy, I need these kind of stable groups.  I’m fortunate right now to have three groups in which I’ve made networks.  The Docent class of 2005 has, by now, blended into the docents of all classes, in particular for me, those who tour on Fridays, my tour day.  I see these folks at continuing education, on tours, in the docent discussion group and in these more casual events that happen from time to time.

The Sierra Club, the most recent of the three, taps into older networks for me, the DFL political world and the world of community activists, but has opened up a new one in those people whose primary activist commitment is the environment.  I enjoy being around the new generation of political activists, people in their 20’s and early 30’s.  They’re bright, practical, and seem to have a better balance in their lives than I did when I was engaged as intensively as they are.

The oldest network for me is the Woolly Mammoths.  With the Woolly’s I have 20+ years of twice monthly meetings, annual retreats and social occasions outside those events.  We know each other, each other’s story, our families.  We’ve had fights and reconciled, gone through life and death struggles and will go through more.  As a man, I feel so lucky to have this long term set of relationships in my life.

Dull Gray Day

Fall                                   Waxing Blood Moon

Another dull gray day as my Aunt Roberta used to say.   The morning so far has been doing work for the Sierra Club, organizing issue briefs and selection criteria, moving our process along.  That’s done now.

Today I’m going in to the MIA for some interesting education about photographs.  I’ll also pick up my Louvre catalog.  Yes, at the last minute I got added to the list of docents touring this show that focuses on the concept of masterpiece.

Need to feed the dogs and get a nap in before the drive into the MIA.  Later.