BTW I just did finally go listen to the part of that podcast involving Goff. A breath of fresh air.
An invitational approach can welcome the uncertain, but it cannot adjudicate competing truth claims.
And it can even just exit those Olympics and focus more instead on living like Christ towards others.
If I did that I’d leave this forum.
I want that shirt for a friend!
Heck, I’d wear one, too.
“You can’t wait until life isn’t hard anymore before you decide to be happy”
- “Jane Kristen Marczewski, also known as Nightbirde, of Nashport Ohio, went home to be with her Lord and Savior Jesus Christ on February 19, 2022, after a four-year battle with metastatic breast cancer, which had progressed and went on to spread to her lungs, spine, and liver. She most recently resided in San Clemente CA with her brother Andrew.” https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/240866139/jane_kristen-marczewski
That is too young.
Beautiful quote. I am culturally unaware, so had not heard of her, but was touched reading her obit. Gone too soon.
Kendel I just came back to read your two quotes here again. I’m curious to know more about Fujimura but when I reread the Odell it occurred to me that the rose garden was one I know, in fact it is where my cousin’s son got married. Also I have a friend who used to live near me in Berkeley who before moving here lived right next to that rose garden. He was someone I first met through the Flickr site which hosts my photos. The first time we met he brought me a number of cuttings of a succulent he was fond of. On Flickr, in the beginning, everyone made up user name for some reason. He went by “Hortulus” and mine was “Serialplantfetishist”.
Anyhow I did a google search to see which rose garden Odell had in mind, thinking it might be the one in Berkeley off of Euclid avenue. But no it was the Oakland one. I discovered this when it sent me here. I think it might be her blog; do you know it? Anyhow there is a hand held video of entering the rose garden which I believe she shot. Thought you might enjoy seeing it. The following quote also comes from what I think might be her blog.
I found this necessity of doing nothing so perfectly articulated in a passage from Gilles Deleuze in Negotiations:
…we’re riddled with pointless talk, insane quantities of words and images. Stupidity’s never blind or mute. So it’s not a problem of getting people to express themselves but of providing little gaps of solitude and silence in which they might eventually find something to say. Repressive forces don’t stop people expressing themselves but rather force them to express themselves; what a relief to have nothing to say, the right to say nothing, because only then is there a chance of framing the rare, and ever rarer, thing that might be worth saying. (emphasis mine)
He wrote that in 1985, but the sentiment is something I think we can all identify with right now, almost to a degree that’s painful. The function of nothing here, of saying nothing, is that it’s a precursor to something, to having something to say. “Nothing” is neither a luxury nor a waste of time, but rather a necessary part of meaningful thought and speech.
More importantly I’m agreeing with her about the need for doing nothing on occasion. I think of it as making room for God or whatever it is inside which makes insight and inspiration possible. Unless you leave room for that to show up, how can it?
No. I hadn’t seen this. I think it is “just” an article, though, not a blog. I don’t imagine her blogging actually, as that would defeat her thesis about the value/need to do nothing and to resist the attention economy.
Indeed I did. Thank you.
I have different art to share with you soon.
I think you might enjoy seeing it as well.
I like this.
The “nothing” that O’dell talks about doing isn’t some sort of lazy vagrancy. It’s thick, rich activity that has nothing to do with production, being productive, strengthening the bottom line, but in noticing, attending, developing as a whole person who is both atune to her environment as well as herself. This is an important way of being human, actually valuing the experience of being human and savoring ordinary living.
I”m glad you found something in it for you. I should reread it again soon.
She has another book out (for a while) that I need to look into. Don’t remember the title at the time, but easily found.
"Ironically, human anxiety about AI creativity partly reveals that they still intuitively associate:
- language + coherence + apparent thought with an inner conscious being.
Humans naturally do that. We are built to infer minds behind language.
The difficult philosophical question is not whether current AI is conscious (there is no good evidence that it is), but whether humans can psychologically resist treating convincing language as evidence of personhood."
I must be an exception I find nothing human-like in any AI I’ve encountered. Also rarely anything helpful from the AI assistants one is bounced around through when no human will talk to you.
Now-a-days, human speech is a premium not even reserved for moments of complete exasperation when calling a hospital. And more often not, AI calls from the hospital unless a human wants you to consent to a change in appointments.
“Occasionally, humans can be remarkably bright creatures.”
–Marcellus, an octopus and a character in the Netflix movie: Remarkably Bright Creatures
“If you want happiness for an hour, take a nap. If you want happiness for a day, go fishing. If you want happiness for a year, inherit a fortune. If you want happiness for a lifetime, help someone else.” The Economic Times**+1**
One of my favorite online blogs, Eclectic Orthodoxy, just had a blog post chalk full of pithy quotes. Here’s a few of my favorite:
“Hell is not God’s refusal to love, but the soul’s terror before a love that has no shadows.”
“Capitalism catechizes the soul to believe that scarcity is more real than gift.”
“Every death is an apocalypse in miniature: the unveiling of the life we have already been living.”
“Creation is not raw material. It is the first liturgy”
-Liam
From “The Myth of Good Christian Parenting” by Marissa Burt and Kelsey McGinnis.
Hagar is the first character in the biblical narrative to name God herself. In that moment, she chooses the name The God Who Sees. And being seen by God does not come as a threat to ensure good behavior or with the fear of impending punishment but as a marker of his attention and love, a reminder that he cares. Foreshadowing the gospel, Hagar’s name for God articulates that she has not been abandoned. Rather, in the midst of her difficulty and loss, God has witnessed her suffering and drawn near to save.



