And don't forget that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.-The Prophet by Kilhal Gibran

I think seasons are beautiful. How can you enjoy one without the other? Summer prepares you for fall, which leads to winter, which prepares you to spring, which leads to summer in order to prepare you for the fall again. One can't help but be thankful when spring comes after a cold bleak winter. Summers end is always celebrated as the cool breeze marks changes in the trees.

This afternoon I couldn't help but sit down outside of the cafeteria after work and bask in the beauty of the sun setting behind the Dogwood.

Are seasons of life similar? Maybe they are. The broken heart may be the winter to love. The loneliness the summer that leads to the refreshing of community.

There is so much I've been meaning to write about, but too much for one blog. Things are busy. Life is still hard. A professor of mine has confessed that if he were a pagan, he would probably worship the moon. For me, I would worship light. Not the source mind you, sun or moon, just light. God reveals himself through light playing in the world.


For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind-The Prophet by Kilhal Gibran







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Improv

So on Sunday my good friend Mac was at church as usual. Apparently a road trip which he was undertaking had suddenly become a solitary one as he was determined to visit his grandma in Florida (as he does every year) despite having to go alone. Thus, an impromptu road trip is born and The next morning we were off! To pick up his car at the shop. It wasn't ready. After spending an hour or so there and finally getting the car we switched cars with his mom (his probably wouldn't of lasted the 14+ hours on the road) and headed to Florida.

Being the obsessive amateur photographers that we are, the trip down was fun as I drove and took shots one handed and he used his fancy optical zoom to take photos of the setting sun over Georgia and into Florida.

We only spent one whole day in Florida since we both had to be back on Wednesday, but we were productive. We hung out at the beach, watched two idiotic movies (Nacho Libre and Flyboys; I honestly think the plot of Flyboys was more inane then that of Nacho), and took his Grandma out to dinner. We took lots of Photos, got sunburned, and tried to use old boogie boards that were about as effective as limp noodles in the puny waves.

The weather was perfect, the drive was smooth, the conversations were great, the ipod provided great music. really, it was everything a good road trip should be. Anyway, Here are some photos.



P.S. Any Movie buffs, two great movies I just watched today. (I should of been reading aquinas) Odd Man Out dir. by Carol Reed, and Rashomon dir. by Akira Kawasura

Hoping To Simplify

What if life isn't supposed to be this complicated? What the complications come from our inability to accept the world around us, or our fear of what we don't understand around us? Hiking up to Table Rock mountain these were my thoughts. As Augustine would say, love God and do what you will. Its simple. Devastatingly so. Sighing, I lean back in my chair.
An update. Im buried in work and keep forgetting that spring break is almost here. How did that happen? Im contemplating staying in Charlotte and doing a little work or going camping on an isolated island with wild horses...Im just worried Im not going to get the work done that I need to for my Aquinas paper in Medieval Philosophy.. I don't know.

The Rest of my life? Yeah its going fine. The usual issues to deal with, the complications that arise from my own dysfunctions and fears and their manifestations as worries and awkwardness. My usual lack of discipline that keeps me from getting done everything I want to. My usual deficit of attention which keeps me from getting everything done.

I wish I had more time to read. Im currently reading The Metamorphosis and some other short stories by Kafka, I just started The Idiot by Dostoevsky as well as the Prophet by Gibran. There are others too, Tides of War, The Brothers Karamazov, I don't have enough faith to be an atheist, I need more time to just sit and read through them. I get too distracted otherwise and just keep switching books. Really, I need to spend my spring break finishing these books so I can move on to some other ones I've been wanting to read.

Some days I just feel like packing one duffel bag and a book bag, and just hitting the road. Just to go somewhere, wander around, do odd jobs, camp here, hike there, enjoy life, meet people Maybe I will walk, or bike it. or Longboard across the country. That'd be good, as long as it didn't rain. Although the mountains would be tough. Sighing, I go to work.