Thank you for your dedication Adam, it's very inspiring, and is really helping me shift into new relationships with the world, opening up a lot of channels which used to be clogged with something of money, and now feel so much more free for gifts to flow along.
I loved the sentence "Allowing gratitude to have its way with us risks ruining the party—smashing the plates and spilling the cups."
It conjures a vision of feasters suddenly collectively overcome without warning by a dionysian, pan-ic, utterly wild force of gratitude, freeing relationships and thus form to dance and morph in an exuberant, ridiculous, terrifying frenzy...
(I've just read That Hideous Strength by CS Lewis, I loved the delicious surreal power of the denouement)
Thank you, Parsifal. What came to mind when I read your reflection was that the line I wrote may have come from the early scene in the Hobbit wherein Bilbo hosts the Dwarves. The deep practice of hospitality to the stranger cannot be made safe or tidy without betraying the cultural function. I'll be turning on this one, and will take a look at Lewis.
Each of your posts cracks open my hardened heart a teeny bit more, and the long held tears for our collective predicament flow freely. Thank you Adam for helping me on the journey to becoming a “grown-up.” Most certainly I have many more miles to tread and many more tears to shed.
Your posts land for me like a lifeline. Thank you so much
Thank you for letting me know, Marsha.
Thank you for your dedication Adam, it's very inspiring, and is really helping me shift into new relationships with the world, opening up a lot of channels which used to be clogged with something of money, and now feel so much more free for gifts to flow along.
I loved the sentence "Allowing gratitude to have its way with us risks ruining the party—smashing the plates and spilling the cups."
It conjures a vision of feasters suddenly collectively overcome without warning by a dionysian, pan-ic, utterly wild force of gratitude, freeing relationships and thus form to dance and morph in an exuberant, ridiculous, terrifying frenzy...
(I've just read That Hideous Strength by CS Lewis, I loved the delicious surreal power of the denouement)
Thank you, Parsifal. What came to mind when I read your reflection was that the line I wrote may have come from the early scene in the Hobbit wherein Bilbo hosts the Dwarves. The deep practice of hospitality to the stranger cannot be made safe or tidy without betraying the cultural function. I'll be turning on this one, and will take a look at Lewis.
And I feel Sometimes A Wild God lurking in the background too
I'm working my way through Dougald's book right now. It's magnificent. Thank you for another wonderful article.
Than you, Sam.
Each of your posts cracks open my hardened heart a teeny bit more, and the long held tears for our collective predicament flow freely. Thank you Adam for helping me on the journey to becoming a “grown-up.” Most certainly I have many more miles to tread and many more tears to shed.
Our collective predicament indeed. Thank you, Heather, for writing to let me know the words landed there on real ground.
A gorgeous embodied liturgy of gratitude and presence, Adam. ❤️
Greetings and thanks to you, Michelle.