terrypurple73 | (no subject)

Things are better today than they were last night. Meghan and William and I stayed up until after two (only for all three of us to be up again at 6:30), but it was all right. As we tentatively brought up the shelter idea to a few other Community members, we found enough resistance to have all of us realize that it won't be happening. Which is okay. Maybe it was a good wake-up call for us. William told Meghan that he doesn't think we are growing enough as a community. Neal talked about that a lot last year, using the terms of supportive and proactive. Do we as a community exist to support each other in our effots for faith, justice, service, simplicity, etc? Of course. But is that all we exist for? Shouldn't we be pushing each other to grow, to move on, to fight harder for what we believe in? Maybe if those few of us who sat on the porch scheming last night were really seriously willing to consider opening up Little House to people, then maybe we should be putting our 'money where our mouth is,' our actions and time to where our convictions are. That could be good. We don't have to lead everything.
But last night served as a much needed wake-up to the continuously-present wonder of my mind- where am I supposed to be? Maybe I wil find new insights this weekend. I'm going on a retreat called Balance the B.S. (Big Stuff). I hope it offers me a time to collect my thoughts and put them where they need to be- most likely onto paper.

ANd now, onto important things like eating dinner (not done yesterday) and getting to bed at a more-early-than-reasonable hour. But I'm still going to be a Catholic Worker when I grow up.

William says I already am.