Wednesday, November 29, 2006



'Contemplative Prayer is a prayer of silence, an experience of God’s presence as the ground in which our being is rooted, the Source from whom our life emerges at every moment.'

Notes from the excellent discussion which Phillipa led recently on contemplation can be found below:



scraping back the soot

Brazilian artist Alexandre Orion tried turning a Sao Paulo tunnel into a modern day Charnel House (place for corpses and bones). He did this by scraping back the soot lining the tunnel - literally drawing in the dirt. Amusingly the authorities didn't like it and decided to spray the whole lot down with water though couldn't charge him with anything as all he was doing was cleaning the tunnel!



Polka Dots before the eyes...

So recently, I've been reading a couple of books on green living....

It strikes me that, seeing as our rhythm of life has a bit in it about being "environmentally balanced", then I thought I'd try a few things out and pass on any pearls of wisdom to all you in blog land.

There's just a couple of problems:

i) I hate the idea of Being Green. Being Green usually equals A Bit Crap. I really can't abide hippy. So basically, I'm not going green, I'm going polka dot.

ii) As Kermit the frog's cousin once sang, "Its not easy being green." (or polka dot come to that). It's become a lot easier these days, but its still quite tricky. It seems like too much extra effort - not the widely available options you need, too much confusing contradictory information

But I have this vision. Its a vision of my descendants. They're sitting there, saying: "Grandad, why do you throw so much crap away? Your bloody generation are so wasteful."

Its basically coming - whether we like it or not, things are going to change, and we're going to need to be ahead. Plus, being polka dot is actually a whole lot cheaper, and I don't know about you, but I could do with a few extra quid.

So today, on one of the few quiet days I had as a self-employed worker, I took the bus instead, and walked a bit more - cheaper and healthier - taking in some parts of London - I love disused tube stations - like the one above near the Aldwych - generally enjoying the late Autumn sunlight lighting everything up.

I'll post more from the polka dot edge regularly, and let you know how I get on..

Tuesday, November 28, 2006


Thanx from the one armed bandit

Pleased to say phase 1 out of 4 has passed, i am now out of hospital. Thanks for all your support and encouragement. To put the record straight, I tripped in the bathroom, and to save me hitting my head on the sink i fell awkwardly on the floor breaking my right wrist and elbow and now have metal in these as well as feet - just call me metalica. I have felt crap and frustrated and feel i have let people down, in that this is happening at the busiest time of the year.

Anyway, have some interesting stories to tell. when it happened - i put my joints (dislocated) back into the right place - and with Lucys help knotted some tea towels to hold my arm together as jonathan drove me in. At reception - the nurse exclaimed "what a beautiful William Morris print" stating she was a fan and that she had an active teatowel collection. I explained thai wasn't quite up to exploring the intrinsic pleasures of tea towel collecting at that point as i was in a lot of pain! Secondly the man opposite my bed snored in what can only be described as a warewolf. After the second night of sleepless murder, I suggested as an anglican priest he should consider divination. On the second night - my bed tv entertainment unit froze stuck on cbeebies - where you could not turn it off or unplug it!! that cbeebies from 6am to 11am on monday morning - beyond torture!! more to tell.

Strangely the whole episode reminds me of my fragility and need for God. Sarah the poet lent me her daily julian of norwich readings, so i have been getting into that, by the way this is tough to type one handed!!

So i am not going to be on form for a while. At the mo i have a truck mistakably called a cast on my right arm which requires a small car for me to carry it. I have this for 1 week, then get the practical light mobile one which is less nucleur bomb proof.

So please bear with me for the next couple of weeks...... Sorry....

Monday, November 27, 2006


musings from chicago

Arrived safely in Chicago yesterday evening - although I was delayed by three hours.

Really like Chicago, just wandering down Michigan Avenue at the moment - stopping by at the Apple Store to blog :-)

Sounds like we are going to be working hard in New Orleans - starting work at 6am and finishing at 7pm, but hopefully will give us some insight into the appalling situation on the ground in New Orleans for so many people. I'm also supposed to be cooking curry for 40 people - so lets hope I don't give everyone food poisoning.


What do we think about this?

I've come across this a couple of times now. Companies suggesting that if they offer consumers a choice, to be either (red) or not, then we will prove that the majority of us are good hearted charity minded citizens who will choose the more 'acceptable' option.

I'm sure there are a million issues for and against it but my main one, vain as you may claim me now to be, is this: i'm a white trainers kind of girl. I don't want red Converse and i don't want red clothes from the Gap. I never wear red? Why would they do that? Hmmm. But also, only some of Gap's (red) products are made in admirable locations. What about the rest of them?

Saturday, November 25, 2006


blah... day on new monasticism

Pleased to say that the blah... learning day on new monasticism went well. Pete from the Northumbria Community and Fr Hugh from the Franciscans in the east end both spoke very well and over 40 people attended, which was great. It was good to see some familiar faces, and also to hear about how many different types of christian community are finding inspiration from the monastic movement.

A special thanks to Jayne for cooking the lunch and to Phillipa and Mike for helping serve and set down.

Our prayers are also with Ian who unfortunately suffered a nasty fall this morning and broke his arm and wrist.

We will be having some discussions next month about possible blah... learning days for next year - so if you have any ideas leave a comment.


A new year looming on the Christian horizon

Dearest Moot,

I am in the Abbey office waiting around to see if a pastoral call will go through and I thought I would say how thankful I am for the time I was able to spend with all of you last summer. It is Thanksgiving Weekend here in the states, a time to reflect on the different ways to deal with the leftover turkey, and the rape of a native culture that began nearly four hundred years ago. It is a time to tell everyone how thankful you are for their presence in your life, and a time for some native tribes to throw tomatoes at unsuspecting white folk (a great image of this was shown in the fourth season of Northern Exposure). I guess it is better than bicycle chains, and baseball bats. Also COTA celebrates Christ the King tomorrow or the reign of Christ for those Americans who are monarchically challenged. It is the last week before a new year, I need a new year this one has been difficult. I digress, the real reason I am blogging is because my wife Aleta is six weeks away from B day and I am terrified. I really want to see a picture of Ivy, Mike and Carey, and realize that everything will be ok, but all I have is a short picture of Mike jumping. It is not enough, I miss all of you guys. So I hope everything is going well I will upload photos of Karen baptizing our baby in January. I miss you all.

Your Brother in Christ,
Travis K Smith

Friday, November 24, 2006


belgium trip photos

Have uploaded a photo album of shots from our trip to belgium, you can see it here. Ian has also posted some shots here.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006


Wandering of some drunken monks

Today on our emerging church abbaye tour in Belgium we sampled what many believe to be the best beer in the world - Westvleteren, made by the St Sixtus monastery. They make three beers (which we naturally sampled). The number 12, which is 11%, tasted amazing - very earthy, quite sweet, dark and complex. We also all loved the habits the Trappist monks wear, and I am going to try and track one down as they look fab.

Have also been having some really good conversations with Ian, Karen and Mark about monastacism and rhythm of life stuff - all very positive.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006


Reminder - STMW FAYRE THIS SUNDAY 26th 1-5pm

Just in case you have missed it, please support Moot and St Matthews by coming along to our fayre this sunday - with 14 top stalls, it is going to be great!! It will include Moot's Godly Play and other happenings!!

Monday, November 20, 2006


Urban rhythms 3: nature

See here for introduction to the urban rhythms series.

Many rural forms of community were, and still are based on rhythms directly associated with nature: Crops were sowed, harvested and stored according to season whilst sleep, waking and working were defined by the setting and rising of the sun. Nature was a clock that could be used to order and regulate activity. Similarly our bodies are programmed with circadian rhythms reset each day by exposure to light. A whole poetry and spirituality has been developed which is based on natural surroundings and a rural way of life.

With the introduction of mechanical clocks we began to rely less upon natural cycles. Clocks switched from local time to global time. The introduction of technologies such as lighting, heating and air conditioning exaggerated this further: It became possible to light a room at any time of day and maintain it at the same temperature regardless of season. We were free to pursue our own rhythms, assuming we had the energy to maintain them. Urbanisation brought jobs indoors, in factories and offices, distancing us from the ’land’ and its associated eco-systems.

In the middle of a city our horizon is restricted, we cannot see the vault of the sky, instead it is viewed in a restricted gap between buildings or from a high rooftop. The stars are almost impossible to see, we anticipate the weather from the forecast on the television and understand nature from a David Attenborough programme. Instead we live by urban rhythms: our day is set by the alarm clock, noisy neighbours, commuting schedules, shift systems, opening hours of shops. We live in a twenty four hour environment. A walk through the city at 5am reveals a whole other world of things happening; the bakery preparing from the coming day, a casualty department working through the night, delivery vans and security guards. The awe and wonder we might previously have found in nature is replaced by TV, film, music, art and ‘iconic’ buildings.

Glimmers of new sorts of poetry and spirituality might emerge: city honey is richer than rural honey. Fields in the countryside have been intensively farmed with mono-crops such that bees here take their pollen from a limited number sources. City bees, by comparison, have a plethora of individual back gardens to choose from and thousands of different species of plant from which to collect their pollen resulting in healthier bees and richer, superior honey.

presence | acceptance | balance | creativity | accountability | hospitality

image: BBC weather
tags: rhythm of life, moot, London, urban, urban rhythms, nature


Two carharrts, believing in just one mind
Beating together till the end of time
You know we're two carharrts believing in just one mind
Together forever till the end of time

She knows (she knows)
Therell always be a special place in my carharrt for her
She knows, she knows, she knows

the fun is endless!!

Friday, November 17, 2006


blah... learning day on new monastacism 25th november

Just a reminder that moot is hosting a learning day on New Monastacism. Members from the Northumbria Community and the Franciscans (from the east end of london) will be joining us, and I'll be sharing a little about how moot has been exploring how monastacism can help and inspire us as we seek to create christian community today. See here for how to book and for more details.


T. G. I. F.

For those of you who are quite frankly glad that it's the end of the week, and have had a bit of a tough one, you might find this helpful:

Song. Link

Wednesday, November 15, 2006


Just how amazing are those Flaming Lips?

Last night Aaron and I made the trek over to Hammersmith Apollo, knowing something of the Glory of the Flaming Lips. I was greeted with their FULL GLORY! From massive balloons, streams of ticker tape, half the stage full of dancing Santas and the other half full of dancing Aliens the Flaming Lips were beautifully surrounded. Their lead singer starts his evening by climbing into a massive clear balloon and climbing out over the top of the crowd and the story ends with a man with Massive Hands holding up the Sun. I left so excited my jaw was still dropped.

I'm obviously sorry to miss MOOT last night [Mobsby called to tell me off :)] but check out my friend Ian's flickr and you may understand why i've been waiting 6 months for this.

Sunday, November 12, 2006


Creativity Service

The service tonight reflected on the creativity element of the moot rhythm of life: Looking firstly at the barriers we often limit ourselves with and moving on to explore and speculate on how we might live, learn and encounter God in the city. Researching the service unearthed lot of chewy quotes, some of which were used in the service:

‘If you know exactly what you’re going to do, what’s the good of doing it? Since you already know, the exercise is pointless. It is better to do something else.’ Picasso

‘Starting a novel demands a conscious falling through the window; a journey through the looking glass, and a return to the imaginative courage of the child.’
Madeleine L’Engle

‘Art is the elimination of the unnecessary’ Picasso

‘Good taste is the enemy of creativity.’ Picasso

‘Creativity requires the courage to let go of certainties.’ Erich Fromm

‘Conditions for creativity are to be puzzled; to concentrate; to accept conflict and tension; to be born everyday; to feel a sense of self.’
Erich Fromm

‘Creativity is inventing, experimenting, growing, taking risks, breaking rules, making mistakes, and having fun.’
Mary Lou Vook

‘The creative act, the defeat of habit by originality, overcomes everything.’
George Lois

'Every act of creation is first of all an act of destruction.'

'The human body has two ends on it: one to create with and one to sit on. Sometimes people get their ends reversed. When this happens they need a kick in the seat of the pants.' Roger von Oech

‘The "silly question" is the first intimation of some totally new development.’ Unknown

"It's the same each time with progress. First they ignore you, then they say you're mad, then dangerous, then there's a pause and then you can't find anyone who disagrees with you."
Tony Benn

‘Creativity, it has been said, consists largely of re-arranging what we know in order to find out what we do not know.’
George Keller

'Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.' Scott Adams

‘God is really only another artist. He invented the giraffe, the elephant and the cat. He has no real style, He just goes on trying other things.’

'Another word for creativity is courage'
George Prince

The closing devotion was adapted from the lyrics to an Eden Burning song called Let me Lose. The Sony bouncy ball advert is available here and James Turrell images here.

Thursday, November 09, 2006


Poem : The connection between mysticism, contemplation & prayer

I have been struck by a poem by our resident poet Sarah de Nordwall, about the link between worshipping God through contemplation, (as earlier post) working through our embodiedness to our intellect to then be spiritual by encountering God - as the ultimately creative spiritual act. This stuff is all new to me and I continue to find it increasingly liberating.

Sarah wrote this poem after being inspired by some of the more recent extremely spiritual and contemplative architects. So she wrote this for an Architects Catholic Mass at Westminster Cathedral and it rings deep for me.

Singing in the Flames

Hold more attentively the presence
Of the bright, the graced, the beautiful overflowing
And by dint of all that presence in your mind
The outer world itself will start to move.

A sleepy soul like an underground toad
Will lift a heavy lid
And hear the call
And breathing in with unexpected hope
Will sense a change is coming in the air.

Some money locked away for private use
Will start to feel uneasy in its chains
The vault will tremble with anticipation
And inner locks will start to click and guide.

You'll be amazed
The power that is present
When once the vision knows it must be seen.
The long gestation holds its own imperative
And birth will come, it canot be restrained.

How many millions, till the end of time
Awaut our own pronouncement, building, word
To shape the very form of things to come?

And form, we know, defines the living soul.

If we can dare to sing inside the furnace
The curious will come to watch the flames
And they in awe will say, 'Nebuchadnezzar'.
Those stubborn ones have multiplied not died.

We see another, who is there amongst them
And if you asked, we'd say, a Son of God.

Sarah de Nordwall (c)

For more info on Sarah's work with the bard school, click here


Nice Introductions

There was a evening function tonight at Lambeth Palace with Rowan and Jane Williams for all the bordering parishes.

A nice evening prayer ensued followed by a drinks and canape reception. Cue lots of nice polite banter. Phillipa and I were chatting to few people when Rowan came and joined our group. Cue nervous silence... Phillipa decides to introduce herself with the following, 'Sorry we can't stay long as we were expecting a sit down meal, and I'm really hungry as these canapes don't really fill you up', cue a rather bemused look from Rowan. We then managed to change the subject to Rowans recently arranged visit to Rome - he explains to us that he is having to write two papers for his visit and is not looking forward to more time in the study preparing. Cue Phillipa, 'I could do those for you you know, I would love to visit Rome.' I then chime in with, 'but dear, I really don't think you have the beard for it.' Cue more bemused looks from Rowan.

We then got chatting to Jane Williams, and recounted the story which she found very funny. She said that they should obviously invite us to a meal at their flat with Ian waitering.

Oh the joy of embarrassing yourself in public, especially with someone you think is really great...


Rai Smile

Last night was a slow night for TV, as anyone who was at home would have noticed. In these circumstances, I find myself reaching for the darker recesses of Freeview, often with very little joy - however, last night I alighted on BBC4 and The African Rock 'n' Roll Years.

It was a show that I'd seen in the TV listings, but never got around to watching. Last night's show homed in on North African music, which is something I have a passing interest in, and was sheer joy to watch.

There were a few songs and artists that I'd heard of before, and many that I hadn't. "Ya Rayah" by Rachid Taha - this song a classic Rai song, which has been done by many, but I had never heard of anything else by him. They played a big burst of his version of "Rock The Casbah" by The Clash, which he recorded as "Rock El Casbah", and was absolutely awesome - complete with Arabic Groove beats and strings. I bought it on iTunes immediately.

Also featured was Cheb Mami, who has an absolutely astounding voice. He dueted with Sting on the track "Desert Rose", which was released whilst I was out of the country, so you may all be very familiar with it. It never fails to give me goosebumps (not normally associated with tracks that have Sting on them).

And lastly Khaled, who I only know for the track "Didi" which is very good Arabic Funk. There were so many other artists, and I hope they repeat the programme, because I'd like to write some of them down.

A lot of these songs are protest songs from Algeria which is an interesting intrtoduction to the political situation there. Many artists have been unable to return to their homelands for fear of death sentences, an one Algeria producer was indeed murdered for doing so. However, more than just being about Algeria, the programme featured many artists from Morocco, Egypt, Cambodia and Somalia in equal measure.

If you want to know about Arabic Groove, then a good bluffer's intro is the Arabica compilation series, which I would thoroughly recommend. Music from the heavens.

The Rough Guide to Rai Music

Monday, November 06, 2006


Creativity: The place of contemplation drawing on the practice of mysticism

Now before you all think I have lost it is some fluffly new agey way, I want to say that this idea of creativity we are exploring this month in our rhythm of life, is as a fundamental starting point to how we pray, is something very ancient in terms of a sustaining spiritual life. That we have a lot to learn from the mystics through the ages (as the title page of our website says) in having a sustaining, creative and mystical prayer life.

First a few clarifications. Mysticism conveys a wierd image - of myst - makes it mysterious, lots of white sheets, damp, druid type aesthetics, and an indulgence of bored women or bad poets.

I want to say that there is a lot more to it, and I want to share some of the insights I am gaining in this area as a novice to it all.

At the heart of it, is a spiritual disipline. that as a contemplative Christian, you move through your embodiedness - your fleshness, through to the intellectual and then into the spiritual, to be able to encounter a loving God in prayerful encounter.

Helpfully - such prayer starts with having self awareness (blokes please note), of understanding your feelings and self. This is crucial so that you 'withdraw' your projections - projecting out at others what is within you, projections that distort you, and prevent you from encountering God. Projections are about our inner fragemented selves, that in us we carry the experiences of childhood to now, all the unresolved, all the pains and experiences. Contemplation is about finding inner peace with these first. Often, we run straight to the intellectual, and not face the emotional first. This makes our the enquiries of our brains driven by our unconscious desires and compulsions, or the projection of angst or anger straight into the intellect, which is not healthy for us or others. So contemplation begins with being self aware of our emtions and our motives, to find peace with these before engaging with the mind, and then to move onto the spiritual.

So unlike Budhist meditation Christian contemplation is not about getting beyond your heart and mind to find nothingness, more of a prayer of ordered peace, that draws in a form of holism to a God that loves you. In this way, this form of creative prayer helps you to become poised and balanced, not because you are believing right, but because we experience the love of God. This process says that whilst we are lost in the projections of our emotions, projected thinking and self led prayer around our own stuff, we are in exile of being our full selves. So this form of contemplatiive prayer, is about saying that we start in exile of ourselves, and have something wonderful to find and discover in ourselves and the cosmos.

It then frees us up to befriend the world as God befriends us. To befriend God and not to attempt to dominate God with such modernistic phrases whether we by some hypthesis believe in God as a logical process to accept or reject. To befriend creation and not to dominate it, to befriend friends and not to dominate them, to befriend work colleagues and not to dominate them. The list goes on. The challenge is for us to try and be disciplined and fit in this type of prayer, which has to be learned. I am wondering whether we should have a regular slot for this type of learning to pray, as we can't expect to learn this from nowhere or from ourselves. The monastics and mystics learnt this from others, so may I suggest, we need to learn this from others.

However, there are some key texts about this stuff - Evelyn Underhill, a recent find for me, has loads on this, (Gareth & Jonathan will be amused that this digression from a recent STMW PCC has proved to be helpful to me). St John of the Cross etc. My retreat director at Ham Convent is good on all this stuff, Kathy, so I am thinking it would be good to have some 1 day prayer training days, to help us individudally and as a community to develop more creative and contemplative prayer.

Personally I am really excited by this form of creative, mystical and contemplative prayer. As a very emotional boy that doesn't always have the easiest of lives, this has proved to be hugely liberating and real - not forced, not shopping lists, but a way of encoutering and embracing God.


Anglican Salvation for the IKON Community

As some will know, Sister Phillipa and Brother Gaz were sent by the Holy Spirit on friday to encourage Br Mark who was sent in early September to bring orthodoxy to the heretical teachings of the false teachings of Fr Rollins. Rumour has it that Br Mark had to flee to Canada and the USA for a while to escape persecution from the Ikon community, who were unwilling to rescind their sins and recommit to the one true holy catholic and apostolic church. Therefore, we have sent one of our leading spiritual mothers and fathers to encourage Br Mark to remain in Northern Ireland, and to teach the Ikonese the truths of a rhythm of life based on commitment to the one true God, rather than false doctrine and mamon. We continue to pray for Sr Phillipa and Br Gaz in this difficult task, that they will not be distracted from their task by the devil.

Further, I have some good news about the spiritual development of the Ikonese. I have heard confirmed reports that the Ikonese have commenced meeting regularly in Anglican Church of Ireland buildings, and therefore appear to be recognising that God is to be found in Apostolic buildings that fall under the jurisdiction of the episcopate. This is real progress. That the Ikonese are not that far from the Mother Church, in that they now recognise the need to meet in our Mother's sacred space. So beloved Mooters, please continue to pray that the Ikonese will develop further relations with our blessed Anglican Communion, and therefore find a true path.

Further, I am pleased to say that Br Michael from the Ikon community, who is over in London this week, has come to us requring spiritual assistance and relief from his errors in thinking. Last night Sr Carey, Br Andrew and I met and prayed with him, who found relief and revelation in undoing the spiritual heresy he had immersed himself in. Further, we shared our explorations with Godly Play and how it has helped us to save not only adults but our children too. I have therefore invited Br Michael from Ikon to attend out community meeting tomorrow, to help him on his correct path, before he returns to the demands of the lost with the Ikonese. I have written to Br Mark to support Br Michael's return, that he may not loose his way to the devices and snares of the devil as expounded by the apostate Rollins.

Much progress, let us continue to pray for the Anglican salvation of the Ikonese.

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Sunday, November 05, 2006


Urban rhythms 2: dreams

See here for introduction to the urban rhythms series. (10 September 2006)

'the age of the expatriate, the refugee, the stateless and the wanderer’
Elie Wiesel, 1996 in Inge [2003] p15

The city is often seen as a place of dreams, a place where streets are paved with gold and success can be found. Thus the city has become a destination for migration: Young professionals drift to the city eager to establish careers, workers from overseas take up jobs in the hope of improving upon their economic conditions and asylum seekers try and escape threat and danger. We have mobility and can uproot in response to new circumstances.

Cities spaces themselves reinforce and manipulate our dreams, teasing us to be successful: Billboards, newspaper adverts, tube posters tell us how to look, what to wear, what shape and colour we should be, what we should be driving, where we should be living, what we should be watching, what we should be listening to and where we should be going on holiday. Our dreams evolve and our perception of the world and others is skewed.

The rhythm of people arriving in the city is coupled with another rhythm concerned with abandonment. We get fed up with London, with the ‘rat race’ with concrete, noise, dirt, pressure and stress so we head elsewhere. Perhaps we are expecting children and would prefer to bring them up elsewhere, perhaps the suburban dream beckons or the country seems healthier and more appealing.

In all of this our concept of home is challenged. We rarely grow up in one place and live there for our entire lifetime. Each shift causes to have to re-invent our home, to inhabit and dwell in another place and re-establish emotional, physical, spiritual and intellectual roots.

‘The skyscrapers, airports, freeways and other stereotypical components of modern landscapes – are they not the sacred symbols of a civilisation that has deified reach and derided home?’

Buttimer, A [1980] from Inge, p17

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Images: City Wipeout, Pasi Kolhonen
tags: rhythm of life, moot, London, urban, urban rhythms, dreams, mobility

Friday, November 03, 2006


Living as a clue-less Christian in an age of complexity

I don't know if you ever feel this way, but I get overwhelmed by the sheer needs and complexity of this world, and the difficulty about having any sense of centring, or knowing the right way of living, or even beginning to know where to start. My only way of maintaining any sense of being centred is by prayer and retreats - and I struggle with both. There is so much blandness in our lives, too much consumption and too much business with things that frankly don't matter. So in our world of complexity - how should we live to be carbon neural? How do I live to reduce the economic oppression of the global south and east? How can I live to be an encouragement to those around me to go deeper with Christ? I still at the age of nearly 38 still struggle with the right way to live - still a clue-less Christian in an age of complexity.

A while ago, Ben Edson pointed out an interview with Moby about his spiritual journey. About his journey of faith of construction, deconstruction and an attempt at reconstruction that feels very familiar. My hope is that my contribution to Moot is part of this reconstruction, but who knows? Is Moot overly consumptive? Does Moot seek to follow the difficult path of Christ? Or has it become yet another place of approximating to Christ in ways that reflect us rather than God? I hope and believe that it is seeking after God and that we are really attempting to birth a significant space of God together, but it is important to keep asking these questions so that I and I suggest we don't get comfortable with the notion that we have got it right... Our corporate sense of being a Body of Christ depends on us all having individual spiritually resourcing lives, so that we don't become the blind leading the blind, so I hope we can keep getting back to the truth that I think I and I suggest we are somewhat clue-less Christians living in a world of complexity, but hopefully where we really do care for one another, where we get beyond pride, power, status, aggression - but seek mutual submission, abiility to really listen to each other and seek the common good, coming out of a passion for Christ. Then I think we have something to share with the world, but only when we can say God I am rubbish, and that I need you - a clueless Christian in an age of complexity. We are then open to listening and being directed by God.

Check out the mp3 here of Moby's interview

Thursday, November 02, 2006


Linky Pinky

Well well. Busy Busy.

It seems that our blog is really active at the moment - everyone posting and jostling for the top spot.

However, I have a number of arty sites and blogs that I keep up with, and I thought I would share these links a la Gareth, so you can feel all arty and cool.

First up, is This is a veritable feast of art that Andrew Paul Carr alerted me to, and is worth reading. They have a lot of researchers who travel the four corners posting about art shows and interviewing artists, as well as links to things of interest.

Next is the moleskinerie Flickr photo pool. It's basically people who have Moleskine notebooks, uploading and sharing photos of pages from their books. Some are a little amatuerish, but some are astounding. Its amazing what people get up to. If you don't know what amoleskine is, then... find out.

On the subject of photo pools, the Holy Shit Photo Pool is a good one - various people sharing photos of religious-related photos from all over. It was not set up by me despite the title, but the biggest contributor to the pool is one Jonny Baker, and its a good resource for services (but don't tell anyone I told you).

LIFEBLOG is a great one too. Its run by a supermodel who takes lots of photos backstage and on stage at fashion shows, and is a great window into an otherwise closed world.

Lastly, englishcut, a blog about the life of a Saville Row tailor, and Pruned, a blog for funky gardeners everywhere should round off your life nicely.

If I were you, I'd get an RSS feed reader.....

Wednesday, November 01, 2006


St Matthews Fayre 26th Nov 2006

In an attempt to engage with the complex and diverse local and network communities connected to St Matthews, Moot is assisting St Matthews in holding a fayre incorporating Moot Godly Play activities amongst other things. We need volunteers to assist in this opportunity to build relationships with local people, so please let Ian know if you can help. It will be a bit cafe church!!

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