war requiem and meme of fives

this past weekend, the san francisco choral society performed benjamin britten’s “war requiem” at davies hall. i met with some other quakers who held signs (i held my favorite “there is no fear in love, perfect love casts out fear”) and passed out leaflets with requests that people consider the spiritual aspects of the peace and what they could do to help end the war (one side was full of volunteer opportunities with the afsc). there was also a short paragraph inviting people to quaker meeting.

the response was entirely positive. i was very brave and handed out pamphlets, which i usually shy away from. i had a few mini conversations and overheard a few. there were comments along the lines of “i didn’t know you’d made it out west” or “you guys are cool!… i think.” also a woman came and asked why we were protesting the performance. i said we were really more in solidarity with it (the two organizers of our little group actually held tickets to the performance). she said she would write about us in her article about the concert, and she gave me her card. look out for the next issue of the “ukrainian weekly” for the news!

a newish quaker described us as like the proverbial light on the hill, but with a path completely obscured and blocked. the man’s saying he didn’t know we’d made it out west is in line with that idea. i like whacking away a few of the branches. some might call it proselytizing, some might call it witnessing… to me it’s just saying, “hey, we’re here. we’re an option in this world full of options. and we’re friendly… and look, there’s even a young one!”


robin did the meme of fives and it got me thinking about some things, so i’m going to post it, too.

“The rules of the game get posted at the beginning. Each player answers the questions about themselves. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.”

1) What were you doing 5 years ago?
i was meeting izz, miranda, amy, and johanna for the first time. going to the portland zine symposium for the first time. getting a job with princess cruises on their phones. getting acclimated to life after college and life in seattle. getting freaked out about getting close to the first anniversary of my dad’s death. trying to find the right unitarian church to go to.

2) What are 5 things on your to-do list for today?
contact hr. call the building manager for the meetinghouse to make sure the young adults can meet. go work at the bookstore for 6 hours today. clean something. stop sniffling!

3) What are 5 snacks you enjoy?
cheese and crackers, cheese and apples, yukon gold potato chips, pickles, vegan donuts.

4) What are five things you would do if you were a billionaire?
take care of my mom, do nice things for the world, live somewhere pretty, visit lots of places, help my friends.

5) What are five jobs you’ve had?
rose grader, childcare worker, botanical bookstore clerk, assistant in the humanities office, college bookstore clerk. (i decided to go chronological.)

and like robin, i don’t know who to tag, but it’s fun, you should do it.

i’ve got a post bubbling, but i think it will take some more thought and an extended session in front of a nonwork computer for it to come out right. but i’ve been tagged for a meme from both cat and robin for this meme, so i’m doing it.

1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people.
as usual, i feel like i need a ruler to do this meme. and also, closest to what part of me? and this time, there’s the particular joke of… i don’t own any of these books! they are all around me, but they belong to the store i work at. i’m going to pick the one that i can see most clearly from the computer, rather than the one that is as far away from my leg as this one is from my head, or the one that’s at the bottom of the stack and thus, actually closest, probably, because it’s right by my hand.

“Prayers are addressed to him only in case of sickness. ‘Thou who art above, take not my child; he is still too young!’4 Offerings are rarely made to him except during storms.

4 Martin Gusinde, ‘Das höchste Wesen bei den Selk’nam auf Feuerland,’ Festschrift W. Schmidt, Vienna, 1928, pp. 269-274.”


that was from the sacred and the profane by mircea eliade. it’s the 1959 harper, brace & world edition, for those keeping score at home. it has some interesting markings on it from the previous owner.

i’m not a big tagger… despite the perpetual blueberry-scented expo marker in my pocket… so i’m going to skip that part. but feel free to do it on your blog if you want.

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i got tagged for a few memes, one by a quaker blogger and one by an lj friend, so i’m going to respond to both in both places, to do some bridging of audience. but before i do that, i want to talk a tiny bit about my recent spiritual practice, because i’m really liking it.

there are two big new things. one is that i wake up at 7 every morning now, pretty much. i usually don’t have to leave the house until around 9, and i try and give myself at least half an hour to sit and read quakery or spiritually things (essays from the best american spiritual writing series, things from our meeting’s seeker’s packets, books from the public library and the meetinghouse library by quakers). and i make sure to sit with what i’ve read in silence. and write about a lot of what i’m thinking. that has been really helpful in a lot of ways.

the other thing is that when i walk, and i walk a lot, i spend a lot of time thinking either “all will be well and all will be well and all manner of thing will be well” which helps me with a lot of things or “now i walk in beauty, beauty is before me, beauty is behind me, above and below me.” when i do the latter, i must look pretty wacky, because i really do look and think about the beauty of all of those directions. i’ve noticed so much more, and it makes the tenderloin a different place. though i’m still wrestling with the beauty of gum stuck on the sidewalk. over and over and over again.

anyway. okay. memes.

the first one is from lobsterbox on lj, but it’s funny.

RULES: Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird habits/things/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks.

1) cooked tomatoes give me the chills. even the concept.

2) so do rotten cherry tomatoes. i hate them to an absurd degree.

3) i told my parents i had bob marley’s soul, when i was 3.

4) pink is sort of my new favorite color. this is very new and kind of weird.

5) i spent every summer of my childhood in wisconsin, except for one, because i begged to stay in florida. surprisingly, i found it way too hot when i stayed.

6) i had really long hair for a really long time, and developed a fear of foods with jelly or maple syrup because i was worried that it might get in my hair. those foods now give me an odd sense of freedom.

7) i spent way too many years of my life in t-shirts and leggings.

8) i have a weird fondness for american cheese. i think it melts better than any other cheese, and thus, i prefer it in omelettes and grilled cheese, to basically any other cheese.

9) i love to floss. LOVE.

10) i really love to be really hydrated and i also really love salty food. this doesn’t work.

… i think these are boring. and also fairly well-known things.

the other one is to type the 5th through 9th sentence of page 123 of the book i’m reading. i was tagged by chad i’m reading a bunch of books right now, but i’ll go for the one i’m carrying around for general pleasure reading.

except there is no page 123. there is, but the whole page says “part two.” so much for al capone does my shirts. i’m grabbing the book i just finished, because i’m running out of time.

“They died often. The proliferation of death made me more indifferent to it, I think. I would take the little white net and scoop them up and ride them down on my bike to one of the lots in the neighborhood that hadn’t been developed yet. I’d give them an outdoor burial by flicking them out of the net and into the grass.”

that was cheerful.

that was from i know some things: stories about childhood by contemporary writers edited by lorrie moore.

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