Notes - Busy-ness / Book / Reflection

Yesterday

         Late Saturday afternoon. Late breakfast at First Watch, and calzones for supper last night at Pizzazz, a couple blocks southeast at the south corner of the Jesuit’s John Carroll University brick buildings campus. Kim, Paul and Carol are working on Easter dinner within the hour.

         You have spent part of the day reading the Shakespeare book and as you were, earlier, you received a note from Jim Powers on a Wikipedia article on the anti-Stratfordians.

Today

         Up for a Sunday breakfast of pancakes (with ripe banana rather than egg), maple syrup and bacon. Very good from your perspective. Carol is getting ready, meeting Mary Lou for lunch and Aunt Patsy and Uncle Ernie for supper, then you are returning to babysit again tomorrow as Owen, though better, is not up to par. Home on Tuesday.

         It is going to be busier than I expected. I am slower on patience than I used to be. I am up to page 213 in the Shakespeare book though – very interesting. Easy to relate to as a lot of literary reference and I am seeing the writer as a whole personality rather than a writer of individual works. Good stuff.

         Post. Enjoy the day with relatives. – Amorella. 

         As you are in the Westerville area Carol is shopping with Mary Lou and you are presently sitting outside MCL Cafeteria in the Westerville Shopping Plaza on the south side – not too far from the Taco Bell where you and Bob used to meet for lunch both in fiction and in reality.

         Westerville, Ohio is one of my favorite haunts and I’m not even dead yet. I have lots of memories of friends, events, and even bursts of childhood imagination still floating about from time to time – some of which is already scattered about the blog. I am trying to conjure up the three most important events that ever I witnessed in town and can’t come up with a one. Not good news, that is.  

         You want ‘sacred’ reflections first, those that composed your earliest sense of self identity. I’ll fill you in from what struck your heartansoul the earliest – in those days you hardly had a mind. Let’s go with the mind first, then the first two to strike your heartansoul (at least from my interior perspective). Copy this from the 25 August 2009 posting:

“. . . I, Amorella, do see this man from the inside. He assumes he has a heart and soul or some equivalent because this is what he was taught as a youngster. He grew up Presbyterian through no fault of his own, and twelve-year old Richard had problems thinking through the Apostle’s Creed when he joined the church. He has been questioning his world ever since. It is no wonder he considers himself an agnostic when it comes to any religion as it is portrayed today.”

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         This is pretty blunt, Amorella, and on Easter too. Not a good sign.

         This is the first time you ‘thought’ and reacted to an oath you gave to join the church even though deep down you did not believe the oath you gave “Under God” in church. You felt you were either lying to God or lying to yourself but the circumstances were such you couldn’t think of a way to wiggle out of the situation. Just yesterday you mentioned this to Kay Hall a twin you were ‘in love with’ at the time. She and her sister Ann were in that same Bible class. Kay said she didn’t remember you were in the class, so obviously you didn’t raise a ruckus with the minister publically.

         I probably didn’t say anything other than ask how Jesus went to Hell and rose from that place. Who witnessed this so that an oath could be made?

         Before this incident you were mostly mindless, at least as far as depth is concerned. This was an ethical question of a mature adult not a twelve year old. It affected not only your mind but also your heartansoul, still does. – Amorella.

         You had a good time chatting with family members not always seen. Good visit, especially with Aunt Patsy and Uncle Ernie. You are back in Cleveland before twenty-two hundred hours. I’ll let you think on the other two early Westerville events that affect/effect you even today. People are built from such things and many times they have no idea how they came to be who they think they are. Tomorrow, then. Post. – Amorella.