How I hate the site updater (and an update)
So I am home, with a very abbreviated to-do list and a nice long vacation. The shrink said to start thinking about what I do and if it's something I really want to do or something I feel like I have to do. I am thinking right now about entering beer ratings, b/c I brought them all home and I have way too many. I want to get them all entered b/c I don't want to have a ziplock baggie full of beer scribbles anymore. But I also want to do other things with my day. So I am thinking that I am going to finish the page I am currently working on and then stop for a while and go bake cookies. I'm allowed to do that. There's no one chaining me here to my chair until all the ratings are in. And you know, there's two or three left sitting on the phone stand in IA that I will need to call Dee to get once all the rest are entered. And then, barring the beers I forgot to write down, I will be completely up to date. And that'll feel good. But I don't need to do it all right now. And I don't want to do it all right now. So I won't.
The word "quest" came up in a recent entry and it drew my thoughts back to here, where I talk about my understanding of Catholicism through a heroic lens. By accident or design, my inner life was heavily influenced by classic and retold Northern heroic myths growing up. Beowulf, Hamlet, Tolkien, Arthurian. I never got much into Mediterranean myth. The gods of the Greeks were too playful and fickle. I saw my world as grim, so Northern myths it was.
The conversation with the shrink about feeling like I need to do things but having no endpoint seems to link pretty directly back to the "knight without a quest" meme. The question (ha) now is whether it is appropriate to find a quest (and how to define "quest"), or if I should work on eliminating the mythic framework and find some other way to conceptualize my life.
Anyway. Time to go bake.
The word "quest" came up in a recent entry and it drew my thoughts back to here, where I talk about my understanding of Catholicism through a heroic lens. By accident or design, my inner life was heavily influenced by classic and retold Northern heroic myths growing up. Beowulf, Hamlet, Tolkien, Arthurian. I never got much into Mediterranean myth. The gods of the Greeks were too playful and fickle. I saw my world as grim, so Northern myths it was.
The conversation with the shrink about feeling like I need to do things but having no endpoint seems to link pretty directly back to the "knight without a quest" meme. The question (ha) now is whether it is appropriate to find a quest (and how to define "quest"), or if I should work on eliminating the mythic framework and find some other way to conceptualize my life.
Anyway. Time to go bake.