How Little Importance

It is done. The letters have been delivered.

It is amazing to me and somewhat comforting to discover how little people actually care that I have resigned my ministry.

There is a tremendous freedom from obligation, which I have usually imagined, to follow one’s heart and no excuse to do otherwise. To say my life is my own is for me both joyous and empty. I have laboured under the impression that what I have done has mattered. However, time and again over the last few years, I have discovered the relative truth of that statement. No more ‘shoulds,’ just life. Just life.

I have had an idea. Why not combine antler and bronze in a sculpture? Or perhaps other materials, like marble?