Not Gone, Just Thinking

In light of my recent lengthy silence in the blogosphere, let me assure you that I was not called out on assignment with the British Secret Service, nor was I abducted by aliens, nor did my recent work on the theology of technology scare me off of blogging once and for all.  I didn't go anywhere.

It's just that spring was long and late and dreary this year, and I had a lot on the go, and somehow or another, blogging just never seemed to make the cut whenever I made the "A-List" of "Things to Do Today."  It's not you, it's me.

But the break has been good.  I've been thinking through some big-picture stuff regarding this blog, and feeling like it's time for some re-purposing.  When I started terra incognita four plus years ago, it was because I needed a venue for my pent up theological musings; and then it was to chronicle of my new life as a pastor.  These days, though, I have plenty of venues for theological musing that use up a lot of the energy that would otherwise have been devoted to the blog; and my life as a pastor has found enough of a regular rhythm that there doesn't seem as much to chronicle anymore that's all that new.  I don't wish to shut down terra incognita, but, like I say, I'm looking to re-purpose it.

Ideas are still in development, but I'm thinking about making it less a "theological musings" space and more a creative-writing space (think fiction, poetry, story, songs).  This will probably mean fewer posts, but more interesting posts when they come along.  I'm planning to take the rest of May to reflect on what the new face of terra incognita might look like, and then June and July to do some initial writing without the pressure of posting, so you probably won't hear from me for a few more months. 

In the meantime, if for no other reason than to keep the spark glowing, I'm posting a song from my last recording project, echoes.

This is a new arrangement of a song I wrote and recorded almost 10 years ago; the song's called "windhover," and it's based on a Gerard Manley Hopkins poem of the same name.  It's about hope and joy and longing for release.  Enjoy.

Windhover