A footnote in the book I’m reading led me to The Myth of Disenchantment: Magic, Modernity, and the Birth of the Human Sciences, an academic work currently on sale in Kindle format for $3.99. I hate reading on Kindle but if the subject matter interests you, it’s hard to pass up that deal.
Lord knows I tried long and hard to make the case for peace, going back a decade. … But now we are at a point where those who call for peace are branded by each side as an agent of the other.
That also is the point where miracles are necessary. What is a miracle? It is a happening that is impossible from within a current story, but possible from a new one. Therefore, not only does it seem impossible, but by happening anyway it invites us to question what else we have assumed that may not be true. That is the state of unknowing, the release of old beliefs and what we thought we knew, that prepares the soil for the miraculous in the first place.
April vacation
I’m back to work after taking last week off–and I’m delaying dealing with all of these messages by writing this post. So what did I do? I made good progress on the chair I’m refinishing. I used a couple of rounds of citristrip, which worked well on the old paint. That was followed by hours of scraping, basically. It’s not done, but it’s in pretty good shape at this point.
This is a wonderful Webb Pierce song about a man addressing his lover as he considers leaving his family for her. In the end he decides against it because “tell me, dear, could you love that kind of man?” 🎵
It is a well-established pattern with advocates of new technology to answer all critiques with an acknowledgement of the need for careful implementation alongside an insistence on its inevitability. In every case, the implementation moves forward unchecked, because inevitability abolishes consent.
Darcy took some photos today during our trip to Madison, IN. A great little town, if you’re ever looking for something to do for a day in southeastern Indiana. We usually go at least once a year.
ChatGPT, make us look like we’re in a Studio Ghibli movie.
If all goes as planned, I’ll be visiting the (Wendell) Berry Center in Kentucky on Friday. I’ll probably also visit Port Royal, his hometown and the inspiration for the fictional Port William.
Strawberries are blooming!
I’m not the best at taking pictures but the @dwalbert corner of our front room is looking great.
