In addition to general house-wifery and feeding small babies, there is quite a lot to think about these days. I've been finding some solace in additional time to pray, especially during these uncertain days. I'm not sure you need to have a baby to pray (pretty certain you don't, actually) but it has certainly given me stretches of time I can't spend doing much else that is profitable.
In addition to prayer and cooking with one arm, podcasts have long been a faithful companion to my otherwise sometimes lonely days. I wouldn't call them entirely lonely-- more.. lonesome. Alone? I'm not pining for crazy amounts of people but I do think my mind and spirit are restless for thought and action. For me, with podcasts as with friends, I like to have some that challenge my thinking and aren't necessarily in line with my theological framework, worldview, or just general opinion about all things. So thanks to my list of current podcast episodes, a host of articles from my twitter feed, and the range of issues my kids are dealing with, my list of things to delve into grows long and haphazard. A few to start with:
- Christian feminism
- how to teach kid's reading for comprehension, inference skills, and math wizardry
- the effects of scientific materialism on race and gender
- Nelson Mandela's awesomeness
- writings of Reinhold Neibhur
- this amazing essay and her new book of poems
- T.S.Eliot anything
- how to raise more than one child and not have them all resent you
- going to church-- is it pointless and outdated or timeless and sacred?
- meatless recipes
I want to dive into it all. Instead, my pockets of time are like the light that wafts in and out of my days, most often diving behind the clouds, elusive and fleeting. I'm still mining for those pockets, and like photographs that can snap them up in an instant, hoping to make something small and beautiful out of them.