As many of you already know (if you’ve read “Mirari” or many of these Musings) I start my day, and do almost all of my writing, in a cabin in the woods behind my yard. I like being out for sunrise and am familiar with life on my plot of ground.
As I head out each day, I sprinkle feed for the bunnies, the earliest risers. They tend to stay on the yard side of the woods. Then at 7:30, I feed the squirrels and birds. I’m very keen about being timely as I’m the one who’s gotten my yard animals used to this rhythm. Consequently, when I miss my allotted time, as I did this morning, I know I’m more deeply immersed in “time outside of time,” than usual. My last Musing spoke of receptivity, and I now add a bit about the non-ordinary time that you and I can also be receptive “to.” Time itself is a major topic in the books of Mary.
When ACOL was announced to me back in 1998, I heard that I would have something to do with the end of ordinal time. Ordinal time is often translated as “ordinary” time, and I like that, and the idea that we are bringing in non-ordinary, or extraordinary time. But “ordinal” more properly means “ordered” time. Quite apart from religious distinctions, I see this as being freed from our mutual bondage to time’s demands.
The first of five Installments (While Mari is on sabbatical)