atgatg (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} atgatg) wrote,@ 2010-01-02 06:35:00 |
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What I'm exploring now
http://www.gratefulness.org
... the work of a long-time Benedictine monk and zen practitioner, Br. David Steindl-Rast. I much enjoyed the three-part documentary here.
I went looking for something like this because I thought we spend so much of our lives now in front of the computer. There ought to be a quiet place on the web that could facilitate quiet meditative observances through the day. In fact, I see featured on the events page, an associated "online retreat based on the monastic tradition of marking nuances of dawn, day, dusk, and dark with prayer."
Somehow this feels appropriate to the moment. I am in the quiet upstairs bedroom, before dawn, sitting in my robe and cowl (well, electric blanket and coat and hat). The temperature outside is -15 F, and the temperature in this under-heated room is, I am guessing, around 50 F.
Update: the sun has risen; it will be a bright, clear day. But COLD. The outside air temperature has dropped to -18, and the thermometer next to me reads 51 F. I am warm enough in my coat and blanket, but the fingers are moving slowly. It is remarkable to see the little woodpecker on the big oak outside surviving the cold. We'll go check the chickens at Andy's house next. (They've got a heat lamp and a bit of an enclosure; they've done OK so far this winter, and are giving us 6 eggs a day).
http://www.gratefulness.org
... the work of a long-time Benedictine monk and zen practitioner, Br. David Steindl-Rast. I much enjoyed the three-part documentary here.
I went looking for something like this because I thought we spend so much of our lives now in front of the computer. There ought to be a quiet place on the web that could facilitate quiet meditative observances through the day. In fact, I see featured on the events page, an associated "online retreat based on the monastic tradition of marking nuances of dawn, day, dusk, and dark with prayer."
Somehow this feels appropriate to the moment. I am in the quiet upstairs bedroom, before dawn, sitting in my robe and cowl (well, electric blanket and coat and hat). The temperature outside is -15 F, and the temperature in this under-heated room is, I am guessing, around 50 F.
Update: the sun has risen; it will be a bright, clear day. But COLD. The outside air temperature has dropped to -18, and the thermometer next to me reads 51 F. I am warm enough in my coat and blanket, but the fingers are moving slowly. It is remarkable to see the little woodpecker on the big oak outside surviving the cold. We'll go check the chickens at Andy's house next. (They've got a heat lamp and a bit of an enclosure; they've done OK so far this winter, and are giving us 6 eggs a day).
