Green.

I was walking home from work this evening and everything was so green. Maybe it was the nature of the midnight sky or the fact that I had been staring at a computer screen for hours but green crashed over everything. The grass, the weeds, the trees they were so fabulous. I don't know why but I felt God's love in the green of the grass and trees. It was odd but I just felt so at peace about everything. In the book, The Alchemist, the young boy goes on a journey, a quest for treasure and along the way he is asked to look out for omens - to lead the way. God gives us moments, illogical moments. Maybe these are our omens - glimpses of something tangible in an intangible spirit world.

theme

I follow a few of blogs. Some of friends, actually all are people I know. Some receive high viewership, others are read by about as many as mine: a little more than none. I have noticed that people have themes. A woman, and by woman I mean recent graduate of BC, spoke at this writers retreat I went on, she has a blog called 20-nothings (free publicity). It is a clever discussion of the life of a twenty-something in Manhattan. Several of my friends have blogs from their abroad experiences, others are theological ponderings. As I start to play around with the idea that I could maintain this blog I have considered, do I need a theme?

I am neither smart enough nor funny enough to keep either a consistently humorous or consistently serious series of postings. I have no expertise in anything but shelling out papers and eating large quantities of food. So as I throw this out to the interweb and the no people that are reading this, I offer the truth that my blog will have no theme except for the theme of Hannah. My life is jumbled, my thoughts are jumbled. Sometimes I am funny (maybe, usually just sarcastic) and sometimes I am serious. So take it or leave it, the themeless blog of this most amazing.