I’ve been making a valiant effort in the preceding months to do everything.
And that made blogging easy to drop.
I read novels (!!!)
Galvanized by my disappointing failure in April to read a book in two weeks (I’m still sorry Mary!), I leaned into reading in May.
Then something clicked– a visit to the used book store, the right thing being on my kindle, and a delicious chemistry of calm in the household.
Before the Fourth of July I had read The Healer’s Apprentice, The Fairy Path, Silence of the Lambs, By Darkness Hid, To Darkness Fled, From Darkness Won, The Iron King, The Short Straw Bride and Clockwiser.
Thoroughly enjoyed all of them. Showed me all sorts of storytelling elements I’ve been studying and digging toward. Absolutely delightful blend of work.
It was just beginning to feel like a binge, and life was getting fuller, so I set aside fiction (which demands sustained reading) in favor of a nutritional, non-fiction season.
Trouble was, I felt suddenly guilty that I was no longer a reader. A fiction reader. A reader of what I wanted to write.
Because, look at me, I’m. not. reading! {fiction.}
Ridiculous, right? {please say yes.}
I made me think how I really don’t understand Grace.
No, really, it does.
And don’t give me that ‘None of us understand grace,’ bit. I didn’t understand digestion for years, either. There are some things that kinda just work on their own, but that doesn’t mean your relationship to them is unchanging.
Let’s try a healthy-food analogy (since that’s what I’ve been reading like crazy the last two or three weeks). Turns out Food is like the the code someone writes to create software. Only, the software in this case is the DNA regeneration in your body with normal cell production.
What you eat tells your body which elements (nearly endless, it seems) to activate or hibernate. Very like binary code.
Now, I don’t have to know any of this for my body to do what it does, but if I want my body to end up in the right place (physically/mentally/emotionally sound), I need to feed in the right code.
And that will take some awareness. A remembering. Continue reading