Stepping in for a moment to share two helpful things I've read today about this season we're entering in preparation for the Feast of Feasts, the resurrection of Christ.
First, from the OCA website (which has been so helpful to me in this journey), some words from Fr. Alexander Schmemann on Forgiveness and on Great Lent itself.
And from Lisa's blog, some thoughts on the meaning of the fast.
We are well enough here, though all the elements of our life are kind of floating in mid-air as we pluck them out one by one to reexamine, reorder, or just toss them out as we find they no longer serve. There is nothing earth-shattering happening. Just, everything is shifting. I guess that is the way of life, about every decade or so (maybe this happens more regularly for other people, but we're slowish). Ten years ago, we were in our first year of marriage, preparing for what we hoped would be--and did turn out to be-- our pregnancy in the fall.
One thing that is happening today is a long afternoon with just me and my kindle, cozily curled up on the dentist's chair with three people's hands shoved in my mouth as they fill two cavities and take an imprint for a crown. And after that, two more eventful dental trips (and oh! so expensive!). Then, hopefully just regular cleanings and tidy teeth for as long as I live.
I do solemnly swear that I am abandoning my "floss and pray" (and brush your teeth using all manner of odd yet natural concoctions that you read about on the internet) method of oral hygiene. Something Type Ones can learn to say is, "They might be right." And so, for the first time in my 31 years, I am adopting conventional dental care. It's all part of the New Me...which will hopefully turn into the Old Me with all of her original teeth still intact. I'll let you know how that goes.
My friend Sara signs her emails with "Love and light"-- isn't that good? And don't we all need more of that right now, here at the tail-end of the longest, cruelly coldest month that ever was? I do, oh so much.
So, love and light to you. And not to spoil the surprise, but spring comes! Christ has conquered death! These are the things of which I'm certain.
**EDITED TO ADD** Just got home from my 2 1/2 hour dental appointment, and I must share that there were not three people's hands shoved into my mouth, but two very attentive and gentle people working on me most quickly, efficiently and competently. As I practiced my deep breathing exercises and envisioned Christ sitting next to me (not kidding-- it was pretty intense there for a minute), while trying to ignore the Barefoot Contessa's cheese episode, I was also thinking how profoundly GRATEFUL I am that I live in the age of modern dentistry, and that it is worth every penny to me to be in the hands of people who know what they are doing and who do it well. Bravo, Mr. Dentist and his Assistant. I'll see you again next month! Three more times. Then again in August. Then every six months thereafter. The end.