i just finished my last book for my community organizing class. the book review is this afternoon’s goal…and i’ll spend the rest of the week (reading for and writing) three other book reviews.
all in time to start– and complete– my 20-page integration paper. whew.
oh yeah, and i moved this weekend.
i haven’t had the time to write for fun; moreover, i haven’t had the time to feel badly about my lack of writing. hopefully, though, i’ll soon share something about joining the 24 club (aka, getting older) as well as musings on moving (alliterations intended). for now, here’s a little excerpt from my latest read. it’s an anecdote i’ve heard before, but its message has once again stirred me toward considering the things for which i’m most passionate…
more thoughts soon. until then–
an old rabbi once asked his students: “how do you know when the night is over and the day has dawned?” one student raised his hand. “could it be, Rabbi, that it is when you look in the in the distance and see a tree and can tell whether it is a pear tree or an orange tree?”
“no,” said the rabbi.
another student raised his hand. “could it be, Rabbi, that it is when you look in the distance and see an animal and can tell whether it is a dog or a bear?”
“no,” answered the rabbi.
“well, tell us, then,” implored the students. “tell us how we can know when the night is over and the day has dawned.”
the old man responded, “it is when you can look into the face of any man or woman and see there the face of your brother or sister. because, if you cannot do that, no matter how bright it is you are still in the night.”