doing a number on me
I just balanced my record book to the nicest ambient music I've enjoyed in a long time. I doubt it's for everyone, but if you're into trying new things, check out Broken Social Scene on newmusiccanada.com. I honestly believe it made the realization that my "savings" are dwindling a lot less painful.
It really feels like fall. I may have mentioned this last post, but the air has changed. Ever since the last cold rainy snap we had a few weeks ago the air has had an edge to it. It still gets hot and the sun still shines, but everything just feels a little different; sharper, more distinct, even cleaner in a strange way. And you'd think the move into autumn would feel like a decline, but somehow I sense a tone of anticipation in the atmosphere. Not many people seem to look forward to winter, but that's what the Earth feels like to me these days; looking forward to winter. It truly feels like the Earth has a secret she's not going to tell, but she'll definitely drop a few hints - a leaf here, a clumsy bumble bee there, the dust off a freshly-swathed field, the snap and scrape of a quick breath on a cold night - and then autumn will fall on the land one evening, like a fog. The world will get darker longer and candles will start to make sense again.
Today I finally did some of the tasks I've been dreading for days, even weeks. As usual, they weren't nearly as tough as I'd imagined they'd be.
All this talk about autumn, seasoned by ambient music has made me sleepy.
But I've just remembered something important that wandered through my mind last night while I was running under the streetlights; I don't think I celebrate enough. I have so much to be thankful for - I preached a whole sermon on gratitude yesterday morning, and yet I only realized about 10PM how "un-thankful" I've become. I live like a king, for goodness sake! I have everything I need, and a busload stuff I just want and don't remotely need. I crave the joy that I'm sure would be added to my life if I actively celebrated even half the things God has given me; the beautiful, complete gifts He's created into my life. For instance, my sisters. I am so proud of them. They are two young women I would love to celebrate. It's hard because they are so far away; Hailey in Saskatchewan and Caitlin freshly relocated to Winnipeg. And I really miss them. Hailey's 17 and in grade 12 for crying out loud! And Caitlin's starting her second degree in a new city at a new university. And they're both running after God, living the deeper life. I can't brag enough. My girls, if you could read this; it calls for a soft white wine, three glasses raised to you both.
So today I celebrate my sisters. If anyone reads this, you're welcome to join me. Or find someone, or something, that's on your heart, and party about it.
So. This music is really doing a number. I could almost go home and write music. But 10 to 1 I'd hate it by tomorrow morning. Sleep well.
It really feels like fall. I may have mentioned this last post, but the air has changed. Ever since the last cold rainy snap we had a few weeks ago the air has had an edge to it. It still gets hot and the sun still shines, but everything just feels a little different; sharper, more distinct, even cleaner in a strange way. And you'd think the move into autumn would feel like a decline, but somehow I sense a tone of anticipation in the atmosphere. Not many people seem to look forward to winter, but that's what the Earth feels like to me these days; looking forward to winter. It truly feels like the Earth has a secret she's not going to tell, but she'll definitely drop a few hints - a leaf here, a clumsy bumble bee there, the dust off a freshly-swathed field, the snap and scrape of a quick breath on a cold night - and then autumn will fall on the land one evening, like a fog. The world will get darker longer and candles will start to make sense again.
Today I finally did some of the tasks I've been dreading for days, even weeks. As usual, they weren't nearly as tough as I'd imagined they'd be.
All this talk about autumn, seasoned by ambient music has made me sleepy.
But I've just remembered something important that wandered through my mind last night while I was running under the streetlights; I don't think I celebrate enough. I have so much to be thankful for - I preached a whole sermon on gratitude yesterday morning, and yet I only realized about 10PM how "un-thankful" I've become. I live like a king, for goodness sake! I have everything I need, and a busload stuff I just want and don't remotely need. I crave the joy that I'm sure would be added to my life if I actively celebrated even half the things God has given me; the beautiful, complete gifts He's created into my life. For instance, my sisters. I am so proud of them. They are two young women I would love to celebrate. It's hard because they are so far away; Hailey in Saskatchewan and Caitlin freshly relocated to Winnipeg. And I really miss them. Hailey's 17 and in grade 12 for crying out loud! And Caitlin's starting her second degree in a new city at a new university. And they're both running after God, living the deeper life. I can't brag enough. My girls, if you could read this; it calls for a soft white wine, three glasses raised to you both.
So today I celebrate my sisters. If anyone reads this, you're welcome to join me. Or find someone, or something, that's on your heart, and party about it.
So. This music is really doing a number. I could almost go home and write music. But 10 to 1 I'd hate it by tomorrow morning. Sleep well.
posted by Simon at 6:25 PM
3 Comments:
the "secret" earth is keeping...
i like that thought and imagery..
have i ever told you how stinkin talented you are?? ok..
yes, your sisters are amazing. they are blessings, just like your whole family! we miss you guys.
hey simon. wow...you are a deep guy. i love your writing. i also love you bundles. thank you for being proud of me and cait, but youve been the first out of the three of us to go out on such a scary limb and im sooo proud of you. i miss you simon.
Hey fricker,
I wanted to make fun of your blog, but now I can't because you are so nice to me. I love you lots and I am really happy to hear that you are doing well. I miss you a lot, and Hoag and our parents too; Winnipeg is far from home. Take care and I love you so much!
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