I can't deal with my thoughts on 'Lexit'.
They're locked in 'the box that must not be opened' - for now, anyway.
So.
Honey cake.
And I've been thinking a lot about 'The Story of Isaac' today.
It came up on my Twitter feed, weirdly enough. And I had to teach it the other day.
I love Leonard Cohen's interpretation - which is the one I err towards: as a story about the conflict between the ideal and the quotidian/material/familial/here and now.
I think we are at a time when we could all do with pausing, every day, to reflect on the fact that we need to struggle and strive to balance the demand of ideals and principles with the demands of the bonds and responsibilities of our human ties.
It is a struggle and a conflict that is never settled one way or another definitively. And we make a sacrifice of one or another - and occasionally, a joyous resolution & harmony, from time to time - but both matter.
Remembering that warm humanity matters, that those who oppose our ideal or principle are human and beings of love, really matters.
Likewise. Principles and ideals are worthy.
It's a struggle. And it's a human task to try and resolve it.
And as merely human, we get it wrong.
Sometimes catastrophically wrong.
I've been thinking a lot about schools I work in, that were built after the war, when I suspect there was a real turn towards cherishing the 'smaller', more quotidian values.
It's irresolvable, really.
But I guess we'll all just struggle on. Trying.