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Forever Arriving: Of Snow and Spaceships
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Tuesday, February 25, 2014. Of Snow and Spaceships. February got quiet after the Super Bowl. Two staff members went to Haiti to teach pottery. Another left for a wedding in the Austrian Alps. The other two full-time staff live off campus. So these days I find myself in the odd position of being the most seasoned resident at the Grünewald Guild. Even though I just got here last month. Grünewald garden, sleeping under snow. The puppet on the right represents Pestilence. The pass to Seattle closed to vehicl...
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Forever Arriving: December, January, and the Inbetween
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Monday, January 13, 2014. December, January, and the Inbetween. At Willa's house, in November and December, I struggled to write. I banged out stilted sentences as reluctantly as if I were writing college essays on subjects I didn't care about. I seized upon a thousand distractions, brawled with my own fears of failure and success, and ultimately faced down the question: Do I want to write this book, or not? Construction vehicle, lost in the woods. Want to write this book. The last week of the year typic...
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Forever Arriving: January 2014
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Monday, January 13, 2014. December, January, and the Inbetween. At Willas house, in November and December, I struggled to write. I banged out stilted sentences as reluctantly as if I were writing college essays on subjects I didnt care about. I seized upon a thousand distractions, brawled with my own fears of failure and success, and ultimately faced down the question: Do I want to write this book, or not? Construction vehicle, lost in the woods. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Irving and Exy Johnson.
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Forever Arriving: July 2013
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Tuesday, July 23, 2013. Let me explain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up. 160;- Inigo Montoya, The Princess Bride. Fter Atlanta, everything changes. Oh, the lush greens and rolling terrain of the Southeast in early summer remain constant as I ricochet through Mississippi, Alabama, Georgia, and back again in reverse order. But the journey has a different kind of momentum on the way west; the pendulum has swung to the end of its arc and reversed. Im headed back toward home. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Forever Arriving: March 2014
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Saturday, March 22, 2014. Yesterday was the Vernal Equinox, when days and nights are of equal length. Soon, summer days will stretch out wide and bright here in central Washington. but for now, the paths between buildings are all slushy ice and mud puddles. A little more snow fell yesterday, which made us laugh and roll our eyes: Springtime. What a card. Does this qualify as mud-luscious? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Irving and Exy Johnson. People on Similar Adventures. Emerging Communities, Ancient Roots.
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Forever Arriving: February 2014
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Tuesday, February 25, 2014. Of Snow and Spaceships. February got quiet after the Super Bowl. Two staff members went to Haiti to teach pottery. Another left for a wedding in the Austrian Alps. The other two full-time staff live off campus. So these days I find myself in the odd position of being the most seasoned resident at the Grünewald Guild. Even though I just got here last month. Grünewald garden, sleeping under snow. Sunday, February 2, 2014. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Irving and Exy Johnson.
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Forever Arriving: March 2013
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Saturday, March 30, 2013. Time Flies, Lindsey Drives. INCE my two months at Jesus People USA. In Chicago, Ive been more conscious of how little of my two years of travel I have remaining. I mean, Ill be at the two-year mark in four months. Four months! I may push it out a month or two longer, but my savings account suggests I wont be traveling much more than that. JPUSAs historic Chelsea Hotel, Chicago. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Irving and Exy Johnson. Time Flies, Lindsey Drives. Mary on the Run.
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Forever Arriving: Half a Year's Accounting
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Tuesday, September 30, 2014. Half a Year's Accounting. What has become of the past six months? In April, the Handsome Communard flew to Seattle, where I met him at the airport. We headed south to visit friends and family in Oregon and Northern California, and drove all the way down to Santa Cruz for Easter. Revisiting the Little Farm, where it all began. The Handsome Communard skips pebbles into the Pacific. What's a West Coast road trip without a visit to my favorite tall ship? By July, summer was in fu...
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Forever Arriving: October 2014
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Friday, October 31, 2014. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Is writing a book about her two-year journey through intentional communities across the United States. If you send an e-mail to foreverarriving (at) gmail (dot) com, she will read it. Irving and Exy Johnson. People on Similar Adventures. Emerging Communities, Ancient Roots. Mary on the Run. The Big Tiny: A Build-It-Myself Memoir. The Ground Underneath My Feet. What the Cat Dragged In. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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Forever Arriving: Destination: Middle of Nowhere
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Sunday, August 14, 2011. Destination: Middle of Nowhere. Finally hit the road Wednesday morning. I greet the California border with a loud cheer. I pass border guards (do they really spend all day asking people if they have any fresh fruit? A giant metal flower sculpture, and a barn with STATE OF JEFFERSON painted on the roof: Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore. I have to ask: "Won't the smell bother you? Oh, our cows don't smell bad," she assures me. "You'll see.". August 14, 2011 at 9:19 PM.
