I love me a Monday. A whole lovely week ahead, like a blank sheet of paper, or a fresh canvas, or a book I know I’m going to love but haven’t started yet…or….
Well, you get the idea. I do enjoy a beginning. (As long as it’s the beginning of something good, that is. Or at least interesting!) I totally buy into the Beginner’s Mind thing–it’s important, I believe, to be open to new ways of thinking, doing and being. Once a person decides they’ve got it handled, well, they’re in trouble. Besides, I love discoveries, and one must push the envelop a little to make them, however small they may be.
Before I give you an account of my fairly hectic weekend, here are last week’s prizewinners: Sue Norhausen and Gwenda Underwood. Congratulations, ladies. Your autographed books will be on their way to you tomorrow. And, as usual, a new contests begins today, so if you haven’t won yet, well, here’s another chance. Just comment.
Now, to tell you about my weekend. I got up very early on Saturday morning–around six–and, after attending to the pets and brewing myself a cup of coffee, I lit some candles and sat down to study another lesson in THE COURSE IN MIRACLES. I gotta tell you, every day, as I turn those pages, highlighter in hand, I come across something that both surprises and delights me. Not to belabor a point, but the Course is a constant amazement to me. I’m so glad I’m finally ready for it. I also went back to listening to the Daily Audio Bible, and I’m in the process of catching up on the two weeks or so I’ve missed.
OK, yes, the Old Testatment–or parts of it–still get to me. I just don’t believe that a loving God (and I know He’s loving) really told those people to do awful things to the people in some country they feel led to invade. Sounds like projection to me. (I know some of you will disagree, and that’s perfectly all right with me; I respect your right to your opinion and can only hope you’ll show me the same courtesy. ) Still, MOST of the Old Testament is well worth reading–I love the epic stories in Genesis and Exodus and, now that I understand it better, I love the Book of Job. (Oh, that great God-moment when He says something along the lines of, “Where were YOU when I created the entire universe?” He’s got us there, my friends.) And then there are the Psalms–some of the most beautiful poetry ever written–and the Proverbs. All that said, I’m giving myself permission to skip Leviticus next time it rolls around on the podcast. I can’t stand those descriptions of sores and sacrifices even one more time. And if you’re wondering why I don’t start a new paragraph, it’s because the site is doing something weird again. I have more to say about my doings this weekend, but I will save that for tomorrow, along with some recommended reading. Maybe my computer will be behaving by then.