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May 20 2008 First post!

This is my first post – it feels a little strange to be writing it, since my web

person Susan Elena and myself are engaged in a deliberately (on my part)

slow process of stocking the site with articles, column, serialised new work,

quotes etc etc  – and we are currently lurking in a tiny corner of

unpromoted cyberspace, not expecting anyone to find or comment on the

site for – probably – several months. I have a running joke with friends that

I will then begin broadcasting to the world/three people in Outer Mongolia,

as the case may be. If you are one of the Outer Mongolian Three I would

love to hear from you in due course!

Since my aim is to inspire, how about this quote which I came across today

in my reading hour :

“….in this journey of the spirit, I and others still walk that steep uphill

road….And all our religious edifices, which serve first as staffs to help us on

our way, in the end become crutches which we must discard….And the

doctrines which we espouse and which we hold dear are only smooth

shining stones which we pick up on the road and place in our baggage.

With each new dogma and doctrine, the baggage grows heavier, until we

discard these pebbles, one by one, leaving them on the roadside for others

to find and carry a little further. And in the end we have need of neither

doctrine nor creed, nor to name that which we worship – for it is beyond all

image and words….”

(pp 120-121 Women in Search of the Sacred by Anne Bancroft (Penguin

Arkana 1996)

27 June 2008

I know I don’t aim to post anything else until the autumn, but couldn’t resist this! Says most of it, don’t you think?

Betsy Bugs, that’s us….

“ Poor little old human beings – they’re jerked into this world without having any idea where they came from or what it is they are supposed to do, or how long they have to do it in. Or where they are gonna wind up after that. But bless their hearts, most of them wake up every morning and keep on trying to make some sense out of it. Why, you can’t help but love them, can you? I just wonder why more of them aren’t as crazy as betsy bugs. ”

Aunt Elner, 1978

(quote from “Welcome to the World, Baby Girl!” by Fannie Flagg)