Friday Link Love

Some items that caught my fancy this week: Bumper Crop on the NYC Taxi Farm

I love the Improvised Life blog. It's bursting with creative miscellany. This post is about cab drivers in New York who planted a garden on a little strip of space in the Bronx near the place where they wait for fares. Wonderful.

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The Daily Rind, A Better Way to Plan the Day

An interesting, graphical way to plot out the events of the day, using a circle motif instead of linear list. It's like Daytimer Meets Mind Map. I haven't put this technique into practice, and might not, because what I do works fine. But the other day I did find myself visualizing the day's action items in this manner.

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On Time Travel, Love and Changing the Past

Pete Rollins does a philosophical riff on Back to the Future as only he can.

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Carrie Newcomer: Writing from the Spiritual Well

I've been following Carrie's music for 15 years now, and she doesn't give a whole lot of interviews. This is a good one. Carrie is probably responsible for my being a secret Quaker at heart.

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Disaster Tolerance

If you don't read Seth Godin, why not? He's always interesting, even when he's way out there. This one could have been written for the 21st century church.

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And finally, it's 12 days until the Wild Goose Festival, and I can't wait. Read about it here.

It's been an interesting few weeks. Lots of processing about life, vocation, the pastor/writing balance, etc. This internal work isn't related to any decision per se---I really like being Tiny Church's pastor, I feel called to it, and have no plans to leave. And I've got some excellent irons in the fire writing-wise. Life is trucking along, actually. Just a lot of questions swirling, turning up the earth so things can be planted. (Methinks the milestone birthday that's looming approaching in six months is a factor.)

And as I've done this wrestling and contemplation, I've been very aware that this this festival of art *music * spirituality * justice is auspiciously timed. You might say eerily timed. The groundwork is laid. Something's going to happen there, I just don't know what it is. It's exciting, but when life's "trucking along" in a comfortable way, it's also an unsettling feeling: "Dangit, Jesus, you're gonna do one of Those Things You Do, aren't you?" prayers. Eh, I hate when that happens. All you can do is buckle up.