“I do not believe that anything is lasting; all of it will be taken from us in the end. Chaos, entropy…the best what we can hope for are a few transcendent moments, in which we bridge the gap of our loneliness and come together with another human being.” – David Ulin, The Lost Art of Reading: Why Books Matter in a Distracted Time
Today I am preparing for two weeks in Spain — away from the internet, away from television, away from my family (aack!), and away from the wonderful readers of this blog. I will be writing, but not posting. However, part of the wonder of this blogging experience has been the way it has connected me to other people — writers, teachers, theologians, parents, sisters, brothers — who are interested in issues of life, death, the body, fate, luck, the meaning of life. You know, the light stuff. The readers I had hoped for do, in fact, exist.
This experience has also been a collaborative one, and for that reason I have arranged for a series of guest bloggers to post while I’m away. People with alternative parenting narratives, or unique views on the body, spirituality, and what it means to be alive, right now, at this moment in the world.
Grief is lonely — but the experience of interacting with the many readers of this blog has been a powerful and sustaining connection for me. I am happy to give some of those people a forum for their thoughts while I’m away. I guarantee your reading experience will be full of transcendent moments, of connection. I thank my upcoming guest bloggers for bridging that gap, for making my world less lonely, and for contributing here.
See you on June 28th!