Thursday, July 09, 2009

hmmm

Ok, I'm homesick. And/or just tired. I'm meeting the most wonderful new people, and at a pace that I really appreciate and did not expect (faster than I thought). But I am momentarily going to avoid the obvious blessing that comes with the way God is providing incredible circumstances. I am just going to whine for a minute. Then I'll acknowledge God's outstanding provision again.

Where did everybody gooooo? Where's Stass, Meekamo, Nelli D, Roz, Dan Long/my cloud 5, Katie H, Kris, the rest of the crew, even Old Town and the library? The Garth? Ben and Mandy and Eugene and the ASC office? The dance studio with real hip-hop? My front porch and my swing??? My couch throne? My own bed, for that matter? Where's Angeles Crest? Where's Amoeba and even Pinkberry or 21 Choices? Cbtb? Griffith?? If I keep asking questions, will something familiar show up? What's really stupid is that I even miss how big and trafficky LA is.

Yet this is to be expected. I'm gonna get tired sometimes. It doesn't change that God is helping me out in some major, major ways right now. I would not have believed the way my initial time here is panning out, had you tried to tell me a few months ago. There is no getting around how lucky I am to be in this transition in the WAY I am in this transition.

Hope all is well with y'all - I'll update with something more content-filled and less supa whiny soon.

Carrie ;)

Wednesday, July 01, 2009

Now Let Me Be Clear!

Shall I be clear for a moment? I hope so.

My previous post had various observations about the way I am reacting to the very first stages of newbie-ness in Austin after LA. But at this point, it is painfully obvious to me that those observations distort the miraculous week I have been experiencing in light of the exhaustion I have been experiencing as a result of finals, graduation, the move, and the transition. I simply must ramble on for a bit about how insanely great this week has been in light of, because of, my weak state.

My ability to be strong in and of myself usually allows me to capitalize on my desire for maintaining the illusion of control over my circumstances. My inability to do that right now, paired with the inundation of positive experiences I have had everyday for about a week, allow me to credit God's presence in this transition. It's certainly not anything I am doing or being. No question there. Cheesy or not, His comfort and evident reassurance in what I am doing has caused me to have a worshipful week, to say the least.

From the jog with the deer, big skies and crickets chirping and all, to meeting a few new Anglican friends randomly at Mosaic (the church I am attending right now that is not actually Anglican, though very liturgy-friendly). These new acquaintances have hung out with me three-ish times this week, if we include lunch after church. The pastors at Mosaic have been and continue to be welcoming. I have already gotten a few leads on potential houses in areas in which I am interested in living. One of these leads involves living with a couple of LDS women. Hilarious. Amazing! I have already gotten to attend an interfaith dialogue planning meeting with Austin Area Interreligious Ministries (AAIM), where I expected to be a total sponge and then was ecstatic to also feel equipped to be helpful to them on some level as well. Having IDL's to work on is proving to be a blessing, as I remember "who I am" in the sense that my business has been theology for 3 years and that it is entirely connected with my transition here. It is not a chapter that gets cut off of my identity like some sort of guillotine required when someone forsake the west coast for the South. I have something to keep me remembering that I am not totally clueless about everything, which can be the feeling when in new surroundings. Who knew Systematics would ever be helpful in making feel someone less clueless? Ha. ;)

I am re-adjusting to things I have desperately missed for 3 years, like the cultural norm of strangers being friendly to one another. The warmth of this community is striking in contrast to where I've been (though a shout out to my LA crew must go here, since they were/are an oasis to that culture so often and steadily)! The local character of this place forces a smile on my face. And as I listen to mixes made by Fuller friends for my transitional listening pleasure, I am rocking out as I drive around town, slowly finding my way around better than when I have been a visitor in the past. And it makes me feel like the Dena peoples are somehow nearby.

I literally feel that as my first week here on my own has not even come to an end yet, each day begins with me feeling a little worn, a little raga-muffin-ish, and by the day's end, I have laughed and smiled at some circumstance, some phone call, some conversation that has come my way that has made me feel sooooo assured about being here, so happy about it, and so much closer to feeling like myself than I have in a while (in light of all the insanity of the year ending).

So whoever's really praying for me, it's working to say the least this week. Please continue. Whatever it is you're doing. Much love to y'all, my dear scattered-all-over friends.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

new girl time

When your brain hasn't caught up to rapid-fire mega changes that you make to your life, it's interesting to note the signs that your body gets it more than your head does. Being the newbie somewhere is always an adventure, and this transition does not come without its own huge highs, reality-distorting fears, stress-inducing holes where my LA friends were standing next to me just a sec ago it seems, and an amount of hope that I physically experience that takes over all the previous sentiments several times a day. All are from God in some healthy form. The last one is my favorite.

Strange things happening to me as I run to catch up with the concept that I live in a new place:
- My appetite changes. I will suddenly become very hungry, and simultaneously experience an active stubbornness to not eat. It makes me sick to my stomach to try to swallow food at those times.
- I have gotten sick with stomach issues, no matter what food I eat or not, every day for about 3 weeks (since finals began to wrap up).
- I have a strange but compelling desire to take a warm bath every time I pass a bathtub, even if I just got out of it.
- I have trouble sleeping some nights. Had a nightmare on the night before last where Mom and Nelli D were with me. Mom was driving across an overpass kind of road when there was suddenly a huge earthquake. She remained fairly calm, but then an airplane crashed right beside us and it became an increasingly stressful dream from there.

BUT there's something funny about all that stuff, as grim as it can seem. Because it's just my body being weirded out. It's just my head spinning a bit from fast and big changes. It'll pass.

FUN things happening as a newbie in a new place:
-There have already been numerous times that I have been in a foul humor (not usual for me, as friends reading this would know). I have been feeling particularly weak, exhausted, confused, and/or frustrated. Generally unable to handle this transition. And then something will happen that is utterly out of my control, something circumstantial, that literally makes me laugh or smile or derive hope when I was in a mood not heading me in the hopeful direction.

For instance, and this is one of several instances of a similar nature: Last night I went jogging in my parents' neighborhood. Toward the end of the jog, as I was getting stressed out due to random thoughts running through my head, several deer appeared. A couple just watched me. Three or four begun running alongside me (I think they meant to run from me but weren't anticipating well which way I was going.) Then they'd sort of stop and watch me, and I them, and then they'd run with me a little again. They were so close. And so quiet. It was late at night and it was just me and the deer on the road. Incredible. Thanks be to God.

DIFFERENCES:
-Usually, I would say that noticing significant cultural differences would take a while. But just a little more than a week in, it is already undeniably obvious that the culture in Austin is outrageously more friendly to strangers than LA. It's funny that this used to involve no-brainer behaviors for me, that I am now observing as something I am no longer used to. HOWEVER, I am sooo happy to re-adjust, as this has been one of the toughest things about LA to me. No hellos? No hugs? No chatting with strangers? That was 3 years of no fun in that regard.
-On the other hand, almost everyone I have talked to has already seemed to make a bigger deal out of gender differences through the assumptions that appear to underlie some of their statements. This might involve assumptions that any Bible study would split up by gender, or that guys and gals should not live together, or that when someone says "They had difficulty with that because they are a male or female," that I should understand why that is and what they mean. Like there's a universal understanding of gender tendencies and roles there. But I haven't lived in a place that does that sort of thing in a while. And I did like the LA version of that.

So it appears that on superficial cultural differences, LA and Austin and tied for now. Ha.

And one more thing, Stacey and I made Regina Spektor's new album, FAR, our newbie soundtrack when she was still here with me. So many great artists seem to have JUST released albums, which I cannot afford to keep up with all at once, so Regina of course takes front seat for the time being! I have been enjoying listening to it almost non-stop. No surprise there that I love her stuff. There are some difference between this album and the last one that are interesting, but it's not necessarily bad, and so much of her personality comes through in it. My favorites so far are very typical of my own taste: Machine, Calculation, Dance Anthem of the 80's. Eet and Two Birds are probably future favs. I also really like Laughing With - the content is so biting and ironic, yet reassuring and distinctive not in that it provokes thought, but for the types of thought (and conversation) it can provoke.

Alright, I'm out. I'd love to write more prontito about some of the fun newbie interactions I am having (with people instead of deer. but the deer were just so amazing)! Road trip stories with Stacey are probably also in order. For now, suffice to say, she's such a precious friend whose prayers for me have already begun to be answered in miarculous ways before my eyes.

Bye bye.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Fuller Grad Speech!



Who let that girl speak at graduation? ;) Thanks to Dad, who got it on video.

Friday, June 05, 2009

Stacey Song



Stacey Song! At my last show at Fuller, I surprised her with this song. Stacey has walked with me through the last 3 years of seminary as a roommate and one of my closest buds. I will miss her mucho.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Myself, me, and the love story



Myself and me at my last show at Fuller, talking and singing about my/our (pretend) engagement with Justin Fung.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

bedtime routine; what is taken for granted most will be missed the most

Last night I slept very little, working on an exegetical paper that was due today. I poured over John 18-19 and learned so much fascinating information about Jesus' trial. Then lunch with my interfaith team. Then class. Then an impromptu catch-up with Shelly while on TGU business! Music practice with Dan in my living room. Stacey gets home. We watch a movie after a long day for both of us. Afterward, we both dance around the living room while the credits roll. We head upstairs and I hide in her bed while she uses the bathroom. It's totally obvious that I'm there, but we both laugh and laugh when she "discovers" that I'm there anyway. She left the light on in the bathroom for me to get ready for bed, too. We hug. "I love you, Stacey." "I love you, too." I shut the bathroom door. I realize I will miss her so much. I realize I will miss most of the things that made up my day today. Oh, for someone who imposes a lot of change on herself, I always take it hard.

But I do still smile when I think of what's coming. What God brings in transition is always a worthwhile rollercoaster.