This postTime for a quickie post. I’d gotten way behind on replying to comments, so my hour of blogging time has turned into an hour of comment-replying time. (Which I find equally enjoyable, by the way.) Anyway, I’ll have to write fast, since I have to get home in time to eat dinner and then head off to institute. (Now that I’ve graduated, I’ll be going to institute instead of to a religion class. This summer’s theme is “The Gospel and the Productive Life.” Sounds good.)
Okay, I’ve got a topic. Loreena McKennitt. Her music, rather. I love it, and it speaks to me deeply. And yet in some ways it feels rather pagan, and I feel like that should bother me (and that it shouldn’t speak deeply to me, since I’m as Christian as they come). But at the same time I don’t really feel like it offends the Spirit. (Acid rock, though — now, that offends the Spirit. :))
I feel bad posting a hodgepodge post like this, but just pretend it’s a stream-of-consciousness experiment ala James Joyce and we’ll chalk it up to literary expression. Not that that really excuses anything, least of all the lack of effort to turn this into a more thought-out post. Oh well. Hopefully tomorrow. :)
(Oh, I started my two new internships at the library. I actually can’t talk about the Special Collections one — I had to sign a confidentiality agreement — and while part of me is dying to tell about it, there’s a small corner of my soul which is reveling in the shroud of mystery this necessarily wraps around my work. Let’s just say it might (or might not) involve Area 51. :P)
