It’s a beautiful day today. I’m sitting in my room with the windows open and light all around, listening to the birds and feeling the sweet breeze off the water. I’ve been feeling increasingly trapped lately by my need of things (mostly unnecessary) and my dependancy on the insolating, capitalist system that perpetuates that need. I want to be with people and lately I’ve been working so hard and fast on being “responsible” that I’ve forgotten so much about love and grace. There are so many ways that I want to change. I am reading about the early Christians (little Christs) and their radical solutions to the suffering of their souls and of the world around them. The roots of these people is in another place. They are invested in a different economy.

“He called Abraham and commanded him to go out from the country where he was living. With this call [God] has roused us all, and now we have left the state. We have renounced all the things that the world offers.”

-Justin, 100-165 AD

As I am reading these words I hear an ice cream truck outside my window and in midi tones it plays “Oh When The Saints Go Marching In” through its loudspeakers, drowning out the birds.

What am I supposed to do?

This is hard, but the more I learn to live in a simple manner, the greater peace I feel and the more I have to share. Love is good. Friends, I am coming to you again, back to interdependance on a community, to a simple love and a better way.