Hello, 2019. I did not see you coming. I was busy. These things happen.
One of the things that I have let fall by the wayside these last few months is writing: private journaling, writing sermons, writing papers, and down at the bottom of the list writing this blog.
It’s not that I don’t want to do it, or want not to do it; it’s just that it’s fallen to the wayside, into the bucket of “ultimately important but not immediately urgent” things that can be done later. Deferred maintenance if you will.
I have mostly been spending my time on the “operating expenses” of my life: going to work, being at work, coming home from work and sleeping between nights at work took up an unexpected amount of my time since graduation. Also washing laundry, because outside of a naturalist resort I cannot imagine Naked Chaplain to be a good thing (and the climate around here does not suit baring oneself to the elements this time of year.) And putting gas in the car.
Gas, work and laundry. And vegging away on the internet – social media, casual games, kitten videos…
Not that there’s anything wrong with some vegging. It’s been a year of hard work – finishing the degree in May, then completing the UUA credentialing process; I was admitted to preliminary fellowship in early December and am now… what? In the liminal space after credentialing and before ordination. Sticking with the financial metaphor, that’s been a major capital investment.
But I am coming to the self-knowing that there is a lot of “deferred maintenance” in my life right now, especially my spiritual life. And it seems prudent – or maybe even wise – to catch up on some of this reflection, this spirit work, this re-engagement with the Holy Mystery that called me to this vocation. I am doing the things I wanted to do, and I love doing them, and I have lost touch with why. But I know it’s still there — I just need to give it room.
So my goals? ambitions? resolutions? what word shall I use? My best intentions, subject to further development — to get back to artmaking on a regular basis. To read books, interesting books and not all of them about ministry things. To cook more.
Perhaps this year I will do some real work in the garden, which is sadly overgrown because April is when the snow melted and also when my work life got very busy and plants… happen.
I will need to tend my career prospects; I have some possibilities to explore but no solid plans right now. That can come later, after I tend to some of the untended things before they become major recovery projects. After I get the deferred maintenance caught up, I can start looking at the next phase of capital projects: progress toward board certification, perhaps, or finding a permanent position somewhere.
In the meantime, please excuse me. I have a small, elderly cat to cuddle. It’s been a little too long…. or at least she thinks so.