breeze

In my work I have been known to tell people, “Memory is reconstructive by nature...” The thing is, well, we are more than the sum of our linear verbalised narrative self-reconstructions. Yah. So, to a small extent in that vein, I sense a slight change in the breeze around here. This blog has been canvas, journal, and mirror as much as a letter home over the last year... But over on the sidebar I've now added something I've not included before. Under “Other Networks” you'll find a selected (and growing) list of other places I think are worth visiting for some reason (or occasionally, non-reason). Tar me egocentric, but really I'm thinking of this first as another triangulation on us, as much as an encouragement for you to visit others. (Though there is much to be mined on many of those sites.) I hope if you follow some of those links you may hear harmonics of the things influencing my inner world.

In the same vein I think I'll ocasionally point you to particular memes that are infiltrating my thinking. These two things—collections of site links (a “blogroll") and linking to other people's writing—are the bread and butter of many blogs. Neither has been a big part of what I've been exploring in this space before. Let me know what you think, if you like.

So let me talk of Jen Lemen, who recently wrote of her son's experience of his own birth. I found this a moving piece, as a potential father. (No, not right now. But, well, maybe not so far away either.) The body has memory. I know this in my head. And I know this too in my body. Jen has given the body words.

Something else got me thinking today in a whole other way: Maggi Dawn's piece on the Christian doctrine of the trinity and worship... Even as a Christian who has counted my years in a range of churches, Maggi's piece opened up my thinking in new dimensions.

(Thank you Maggi. Thank you Jen. My world is a little bigger tonight.)