Today in Worships...

 

This is the day the Lord hath made. Let us rejoice ... in it.

RantWoman is not quite sure about glad except for one moment below.

Wash the brain out and  eventually get to sleep.

RantWoman needed to wash her brain out with sacred music of some kind. Sometimes the Compline service at St. Marks speaks to RantWoman more than others. Tonight was on the more end: no shortage of reminders why RantWoman is a Quaker, but also moments that speak to RantWoman. Because RantWoman cannot maintain entirely serious thouht for more than a few second at time, RantWoman's mind also wandered as the livestream camera panned both worshippers in pews and the choir. RantWoman think two choir members may have been performing barefoot and tonight can offer no opinion about how many choristers wear glasses.

Compline on the 13th Sunday after Pentecost | August 22, 2021 | Saint Mark's, Seattle from Saint Mark's Cathedral Seattle on Vimeo.

Can't you just assign .. priority service from RantWoman's always oversubscribed and underfulfilling flogging bureau?

A friend called to confess to RantWoman about Schaudenfreude when virulently anti-vax politicians wind up gasping for air in health care systems that were already overburdened before COVID. Schaudenfreude was the least of it. This friend was suggesting all sorts of gruesome fates for both public figures and their children. Does one say "Get thee to a Quaker meeting because you probably are not alone in your struggle over such thoughts? Does one just bark "Leave the kids out of it, okay?" Priority placement on the flogging bureau waitlist is not the same as patiently laboring with .. to win over hearts and minds but around the RantWoman inner blowtorch, the flogging bureau waitlist is at least trying to hold in the Light.

Wisdom from Twitter and riffs arising therefrom.

Disinfectant Don (@DonDisinfectant) tweeted at 9:33 PM on Sun, Aug 22, 2021:
You are not alone. My pops always taught me anything worth doing is worth doing correctly. That includes screwing up because that's when you learn.

RantWoman has been meditating about important opportunities for pastoral care and spiritual accompaniment. Life changing medical event in mid-life? Vocational Rehabilitation? Needing the same dang technological reasonable accommodations in lots of environments because disabilities don't just go away when laws don't apply. RantWoman has also been sitting with the reality that if RantWoman has to trial and error to figure out what to ask for, she also gets to grit her teeth when people befuddled in the same domain are also living up to the quote above. Now what?

Nasturtiums in Salad Friend still gets to garden.

    Cart full of flowers
with one purple dahlia

RantWoman had not been to visit RantMom in person for some weeks. Today it was time. The visit was wonderful and comes with meditations elsewhere. 

RantMom and Nasturtiums in Salad Friend and another Friend Will Have to Move at some point and the garden willb be deeply missed. After the RantWomen made a pickup lunch we had a walk in the garden. RantMom made a point especially of pointing out a cart tended by Nasturtiums in Salad Friend.

The facility tends a lot of other landscaping and another resident has a whole balcony garde n full of pots too.

RantMom says Nasturtiums in Salad Friend also grow this tomato plant!

Also a tomato plant
in a big pot with
many green tomatoes

Parking: bicycle and otherwise.

Full bike racks 
fill RantWoman with joy

Curses be upon people who park
in the disabled parking place without a plate or placard?

Another day, another scooter just tossed on the sidewalk.

The latest fashion in micro mobility. Every time Ambassador thwack misses such things or RantWoman has to rely on wonky eyeballs, part of RantWoman's brain goes straight to "They're trying to Kill Me." No, RantWoman ,"They," whoever they are probably are not TRYING to kill you and you just need to keep being faithful to Light about safe continuous efficient travel routes including all modes, ped, bike, vehicle...

Irony or HOOOLY Shit Has Gun violence reached the navy?

Standard No Guns Allowed sign--
on the door of the Navy recruiting office.

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And an internet dictionary assignment

The Twitter oracle informs RantWoman that ruthFUL and FeckFUL are both words. Go look it up.

Messages from Worship.

Enroute RantWoman was, oh horror, doing Zoom worship on the bus--and there were messages about using imagery to present people whose culture the images come from in the terms they specify. The message that did not make it out of RantWoman's mouth. RantWoman recently got the convention T shirt for the American Council fo the Blind. The back of the shirt has WAY more corporate logos than RantWoman would prefer to have all over her body--and RantWoman gets both to celebrate progress about accessibility and inclusion and then still for instance have many qubbles with Amazon or speak to a certain large bank about Community Reinvestment Act issues. In other words, yes RantWoman is a chronic malcontent and No, nothing is ever good enough for RantWoman.

Now RantWoman will be trying to herd words together AGAIN about people chronically complaining of overwork. AND turning down repeated offers from RantWoman to help. But that's how we rool in these times of #pandemic, wildfires, hurricanse, earthquakes, wars and upheavals. Blessings and Good Night!