26 71% 24% 1mph EES bar30.02 falls windchill25 Imbolc
Waning Crescent of the Winter Moon
The Superbowl program started at 1pm. 1pm. Kickoff isn’t until 5:17pm. Geez.
Spent late morning putting together my workshop/presentation for the Woolly Retreat. I plan to read sections from Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, talk about it a bit as a fable for our time and a bit about what I call the ur-faith. The way to name it still is not clear to me. Maybe that will come as the workshop proceeds. Sometimes presenting things to others helps flesh them out, identify new angles or flaws in the conception. The sacrament I posted a few days ago will follow the reading and then we’ll talk.
I may use a way to get inside material I learned in seminary. In this method the audience gets an invitation to take on one of the roles in the reading, to hear the material being read from that person’s perspective. In SGGK characters include Arthur, Gawain, Guinevere, the Green Knight, the two women in Hautdesert’s castle, and the servant who leads Gawain to the Green Chapel. Sometimes this cracks open poetry or scripture in a way nothing else can.
Fallen oak leaves have begun to show through the snow. The boulders in our boulder walls now peak out from caps of white. This is an unlovely aspect of snow. Snow has its most beautiful moments as and just after it falls. If it remains cold, as it often does after a big snow, the pristine character of the snow can last for days. Sometimes it does glint and sparkle in the sun. Hope we get a big whack just before I leave for Dwelling in the Woods.