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  • Sunday Gratitude – 5.IV.2026

    Sunday Gratitude – 5.IV.2026

    To those celebrating today – Christ is Risen! – Happy Easter!

    And then there are the “weird” ones here who are still waiting another week, among which I count myself. There have been a lot of services already – yesterday, I think I was in church for nearly four hours. I’ve really struggled this Lent; from the beginning, I felt less ready for it than most years and this year… wow. For the greater part of Lent, I believed that the Orthodox were also going to be celebrating Pascha today, and it was only looking at the calendar more carefully a couple of weeks ago when I realized that no, there’s a one-week difference. I don’t know. I wasn’t expecting to spend so much time in church this weekend, but I was at vigil last night, and I certainly had the feeling of moving from the darkness into the light, and by the time the service was over, there was an air of hopefulness and joy there. For that I am grateful. (My brain did fight against this on the way home, though. *sigh*)

    I am grateful for the more spring-like weather, and the opportunity to be outside. I’m also grateful for my neighbor who invites me to come walking with her.

    I am grateful for friends who take the time to talk even in the rain.

    I am grateful for making it home in a storm the other day; I wasn’t expecting it, then all of a sudden, I was driving down this country highway with lightning flashes all around. I don’t think that they were very close, as there was only a tiny bit of thunder, but what a show! The next day, driving down those same roads, I could actually see how high the water is, and I’m grateful that there were no issues with low-lying stretches of road or the bridges.

    Mourning dove in wreath
    Time to take the Christmas wreath down!

    I am thankful to have had a little bit of time to be outside with my kids, and I’m thankful that they have places around that they can enjoy riding their bikes through, and that they’ve been fine with this “exploring”.

    I am thankful for the joy of singing.

    I am thankful for the things that are showing signs of life (and even blooming) even after a very cold winter and long periods of neglect.

    I am grateful for the opportunity to have been in contact with a number of people on this day, in the joy of Easter.

    I am grateful for yet another sign that I’m not alone through the hard stuff.

    Thank you so much for being here! Christ is Risen!

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  • Sunday Gratitude – 29.III.2026

    Sunday Gratitude – 29.III.2026

    I really hate it when it seems like I blink and yet another week has passed. Somehow so much of this time ends up feeling like a blur, and it seems like all that is left is a growing list of things that should have been done long ago, but haven’t been done yet.

    In the meantime, though, I’ve been trying not to lose a sense of gratitude, and to also try to make the most of the days at hand. We’ve had a couple of days that have hit 70F, which has been amazing, and especially as the days are getting longer, it would be terrible if we didn’t do something to take advantage of the warmer weather. My younger son had a day off of school a couple of weeks back, and the two of us went out on our bikes and rode ten miles together, and it was amazing. He also started taking pictures with my camera that afternoon, so I’ll be sharing a few of those in this post.

    Broken pier Wind Point Lake Michigan

    A couple of weeks after the real birthday, my youngest, in kindergarten, had her first real birthday party. It was a bowling alley affair, and, per the terms of the contract, was less than two hours long, but for a group of 5 and 6 year olds, it was fine. I was completely stressed out over this for at least a week for a number of reasons, but it turned out really, really good. Even the weather held out, kind of… It started raining about the time that the party started, and it was still raining as people left. Had we started a couple of hours later, everybody would have been going home in sleet, because we had a blizzard come through the next day. The kids were thrilled to get the day off of school, and despite the crazy wind, we never lost power. The next day, our dear neighbor made a path for our car using a snowblower.

    I’m grateful that even though I managed to break a spoke on the one bike (a different one than before), this happened in a place where I could ride to a place where I could leave the bike for a couple of days, and which was very close to the bike shop. On the night that this happened, I was also able to get a ride back home with one of the ladies from church. I’d never talked to her before, and she’s incredibly sweet, and lives just a couple of streets over from where I live.

    I’m grateful for the amazing time I had at St. Haralambos in Niles a couple of weeks back. Not only were some very dear “real life” friends there, I finally got to meet Fr. Andrew Damick in person. We have been online acquaintances (friends) for over 20 years, and it seemed like high time to meet him in person. He actually recognized me by sight as well, which is crazy because it’s been a looong time since I posted any photos of myself that he might come across. 🙂 That was a lot of fun, though.

    Breezy days and kites!

    I am grateful, as well, for the opportunity to visit an old friend and just enjoy sitting on the front step, having a conversation in the sunshine.

    In many ways, I feel pulled very, very, very thin. There have been a lot of good things, to be sure, but there have been a number of very, very frustrating things as well. I don’t know; at this point, I’m not sure that I’ll ever have things “figured out”, but there’s a path to go forward on, and that’s the way through this all. Forgive me again for the blog silence – I truly am grateful for you.


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  • Conformity, Cowardice, and Calling

    Conformity, Cowardice, and Calling

    As I mentioned before, the indictment Jordan Peterson made about “Christians” a couple of years ago happened to hit me pretty hard recently. One of the lines particularly so – “There’s no limit to what would happen if you acted like God existed,” – because it is undeniably true, and it is certainly humbling to hear it from Peterson, who certainly wrestles a great deal with whether Christianity can possibly be true.

    One of the things I find particularly interesting in the case of Peterson is that, unlike many of the people who wrestle with that question, he’s put considerable effort into flipping the question around and trying to think about it from the other side… He brings it up in the video I posted in the linked post, and he’s tortured himself not just considering the ramifications of what the world looks like if the Christian “story” is true, but also with what they are if it is not.

    The Christian Church is not a foreigner to the idea of “calling”. In one sense, it is traditionally believed that Christ calls to each of us to follow Him. Furthermore, it’s common to believe that we are created intentionally, specifically, and in God’s love, and that we each have some higher “purpose” to which we are called in our life. This can be something quite ordinary or something “amazing”, but somehow we are supposed to hear this calling and follow.

    When we talk about jobs that require a lot of specialty and service, it is common to say that someone followed a calling because, one assumes, that both elements have to be there to excel. A priest or pastor shouldn’t go into that line of work, for example, just because it’s a thing one can do, or it’s something one had the grades for. Same for a pediatric surgeon, or even teachers and psychologists; the damage that can be done on the “personal” level goes at least as deep as one’s academic expertise.

    But then there’s the rest of us… Most of us don’t have it in us to be clergy or surgeons even if we wanted to. Only a very small number become missionaries to foreign lands. A few more feel a calling to join the military. Obviously, some people, especially women, feel like their calling is to take care of a family. At the same time, a lot of us seem to more or less get by with whatever opportunity that may be available at any given time. Some seem to be born into a certain path. In these cases, “calling” seems to have little to do with it.

    The Orthodox Church, I believe, does a better job than most in stressing that all of us, above all else, are called to be saints; that our faith will necessarily change our behavior to strive toward this.

    This is where things get tricky, though. The thing is, if we’re aiming toward something of the Kingdom of God, we turn away from worldly things. Such is the way it’s been for ages. The funny thing is, it doesn’t necessarily mean withdrawing from the world at large, but engaging it differently. However, when we set ourselves apart – even if it’s only on a spiritual or intellectual plane – it makes it easy for other people to see us and can make us a target for comment, ridicule, or hate.

    The thing is, conformity is something that provides a measure of security in society. Common sense would say that one should find one’s place and stay put; that conformity reduces friction in relationships, and it provides a framework that is beneficial to the individual members of a community. There are good reasons for a lot of conformity in our lives, because fighting against the grain all the time is exhausting and probably a pointless waste of time.

    That being said, there are many times when conformity becomes toxic, either to individual members or to the group at large. A community that never does anything new and doesn’t allow for different input is not just stagnant, but dying. It is imperative that there be members who don’t conform all the time, that they innovate and stand apart sometimes. However, not that all the people who do stand apart from the conformity are doing it for a good reason, and having a set of rules – both explicit and inferred – to bring erring members in is not necessarily a bad thing. For example, we consider some behavior criminal, not just as a moral thing for the person’s soul, but because it’s extremely destructive to the group.

    And so, to stand up against the sea of conformity is extremely difficult, and one could even posit that one needs to be crazy – or, in fact, called (or some of both) – to reject the comfort of conformity and stand up alone, subject to all the scrutiny. That is courage, isn’t it? But if we are called to be saints, not only are we called to do that when the time arises, but we have the example of the saints who are in the next life as a comfort and inspiration so that we know this sort of thing can be done.

    Again, what constitutes calling? In my own life, there’s an awful lot of the time that I feel like I’ve just been muddling through, fairly clueless about things. Yet there are a few things that seem to have been nothing less than calling and that if I had ignored that call, I would have actually endangered my soul in resisting. Yes, life would have been a lot more “normal”, but I probably would have ended up being much more resentful and full of regret for things not done. As it is, I certainly can’t say that there still hasn’t been an awful lot of suffering, but I’m generally not lamenting “shoulda, coulda, woulda” which is as soul-crushing as anything.

    The last few years have been pretty difficult for me, and there has been tectonic shifts in my life, even down to identity. There were things – maybe not major things, but things – to which I felt called but figured that would have to wait until a much later point. This isn’t to say that some of it couldn’t have been accomplished anyway, but as the situation has changed, so has the the place of calling – the “feel”, so to speak, is that these things which I thought were quite far off are now screaming, “Do it now!” It’s terrifying. The rational side of my brain is saying, “You’re crazy, and you already have enough going on.” I can’t be going off to do crazy things, of course, but I also have a strange idea that if this actually is a calling by God, as strange as it seems, it’s going to work out. Again, terrifying stuff. The tendency to want to default to conformity is strong. The negative attention one gets when one walks a different path isn’t a fun thing either, but… It is said courage is contagious; and like the saints, we shine by example. I would certainly also like to aim to live a life that convinces people that God exists and that He loves each one of us dearly, and that doesn’t happen sliding into the cowardice of conformity. Our lives cannot be transformed by God when we’re not ready to come when called.

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  • Wordless Wednesday #59 – Saraktash

    Wordless Wednesday #59 – Saraktash







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  • Sunday Gratitude – 25.II.2024

    Sunday Gratitude – 25.II.2024

    This was a week that flew by with me hardly noticing it. It’s actually a little scary how that can happen!

    I’m grateful, first off, that it was a week with a relatively low level of drama. Also, I am thankful that for the most part, the weather was relatively nice.

    I am incredibly grateful to have had the chance to meet up with the priest hearing my confessions for a chat. As much as the Orthodox are always saying “talk to your priest”, for a number of reasons, I’ve found that difficult. Sometimes it’s been language or distance issues, sometimes it’s been just the thought that I really didn’t have anything urgently pressing or “important”, sometimes it’s been inability to break away from the kids, etc. I think it ended up being a good chat. To borrow from Jonathan Pageau a bit, I think to be able to put some things into my life more into a hierarchy will make them somewhat more possible to bear.

    Gab.ai image – “Sara Crewe as described in ‘A Little Princess’” (papercraft)

    I met up with a friend for breakfast on Saturday, and that was a lot of fun. 🙂 I am grateful for this type of thing every time.

    I am grateful that even with the bad weather on Friday, and even with sliding into intersections twice (once Friday night, once Saturday morning), nothing bad came of it.

    I am grateful to be spending some time with my “baby” on her birthday.

    To the extent that it might have been helpful, I was grateful for the opportunity to help a church this weekend with music. Certainly, it was not perfect, but I suppose it wasn’t horrible either, and it was a good visit. And… friends came down to provide “moral support”, which was also cool. 🙂

    I am grateful that a friend’s family will be reunited after a long separation, and I pray that they can move from this point to something more positive. It’s not going to be easy.

    I am grateful for you all who read, comment, who pray for us, and who support us in all the various ways that you do.


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  • Saturday on Substack – 24.II.2024

    Saturday on Substack – 24.II.2024

    I managed not to post this earlier today – forgive me!

    https://breathofhallelujah.substack.com/p/saturday-on-substack-24ii2024

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  • Sunday Gratitude – 18.II.2024

    Sunday Gratitude – 18.II.2024

    I’m glad to have made it through the week. Yes, grateful to have made it through the week.

    I am grateful for the saints, and that I feel so close to at least one. When I am discouraged, it is helpful to remember him and his bravery.

    I am grateful for the prayers of others.

    I am grateful for the opportunity to fill my head with beneficial ideas, and I’m thankful for the opportunity to discuss them with people as well.

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    I’m grateful for God’s Love which is around me all the time.

    I’m grateful for the patience so many people have had with me.

    As always, I am thankful for you.


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  • The Great Indictment and the Saints

    The Great Indictment and the Saints

    This is a video from a couple of years ago, one I come back to from time to time because there’s so much to process here. It’s one of the first that Jordan Peterson posted after coming back from the illness that nearly killed him in 2020. He’s talking to Jonathan Pageau, who is an Orthodox Christian and icon carver, someone who speaks on topics with some overlap to things Peterson does, particularly symbolism, albeit from a much more religious angle. Pageau heard Peterson speak on Canadian radio back in 2015, before Peterson was famous, reached out to Peterson, and from that, became friends and collaborators.

    I’m sure Peterson chose Pageau to speak with here because, in some sense, it’s an easy interview – the friendship and, dare I say, love, between the two is palpable. Pageau is not there to outwit or outsmart Peterson and he’s not going to take advantage of Peterson’s poor health to try to get Peterson to say something stupid or corner him into any “gotcha” moments.

    One of the remarkable things about the video is that after a few minutes, it feels less like a Youtube podcast and more like two friends having a deep conversation. Peterson is obviously in a bad place; in the video, not only does about how much pain he’s in and how much he’s struggling with daily living, but from the beginning, there’s something about his look that reminded me of Freddy Mercury as he was losing his battle to AIDS. It’s not just the look of someone who is merely very sick; it’s the look of someone who is in a precarious battle to stay alive. It’s nothing new to mention that it’s common amongst people who are battling between life and death that the “religious questions” often come to the fore, however, Peterson’s state and the rawness to his questions and answers make this interview even more personal.

    The “main topic” is Christian criticism Peterson has received which appeared in a book that had been recently published, but the conversation wanders to a bunch of topics, many of a very religious nature. Peterson has been fairly public about wrestling with the idea of faith; his upcoming book is even titled, “We Who Wrestle with God”. However, he’s far from being an atheist, or even an agnostic. While the whole video is worth watching, Peterson’s indictment against many so-called Christians cuts straight to the heart. (I started the video here with the comment of Pageau’s that elicited the comment.)

    There’s a bit of sidetracking here, and some mention of the Catholic Church, but this is what Peterson lays out as being a huge stumbling block to having faith for himself:

    “There’s no limit to what would happen if you acted like God existed. You know what I mean, because I believe that acting that out fully … maybe it’s not reasonable to say to believers that you aren’t sufficiently transformed for me to believe that you believe in God, or that you believe the story you’re telling… the way you live isn’t sufficient testament to the Truth … Really? You believe that Jesus Christ was the Son of God and yet you act that way, and I’m supposed to buy your belief? … Christians don’t manifest the transformation of attitude that enables the outside observer to conclude that they believe.”

    The thing is, Peterson is absolutely right. Even now, as Christianity is so much in decline in the west, there are still a lot of people who call themselves Christians for reasons that have very little to do with Christ. It’s interesting, too, that Peterson talks about a necessary transformation of one’s life, because that’s going to link in to the idea of theosis later in the conversation.

    Pageau isn’t shocked or offended by Peterson, in his response, he gently brings up the example of the saints. I believe that he means those saints both living and dead, who have led lives that are focused on God to the fullest of their ability, and that many of them end up with visible spiritual gifts; at this moment, he talks about “the gift of tears”, but later talks about people who glow because they love God so much that His love shines through them to the people they encounter.

    The conversation gets away from this topic specifically for awhile, but then Peterson picks it up again nearly fifty minutes later, and links theosis – a process in which one transforms to become more like and joined with God – with courage and calling, noting that he’s terrified that most people lack the courage necessary to “bring about that union with God”.

    Peterson’s following questions to Pageau make it clear that he believes that Jesus was probably the only one ever to achieve theosis; Pageau corrects him in saying that Jesus was the only perfect manifestation of theosis, but that we absolutely believe that other saints have reached theosis, and that all of us are called to that, to become one with God. (My small comment here – not being a religious expert, mind you – is that although Christ embodies perfect theosis, He didn’t necessarily have to achieve theosis.)

    The conversation continues on a bit, and then Pageau brings it back to theosis and the saints:

    (This isn’t too far past the last video clip, but far enough that it might not get played above.)

    I think the point here clearly hits at Peterson’s “indictment” above, possibly even better than his original answer, where he was more “on the spot” to give a good response. Yes, it is certainly true that most of us who call ourselves Christians don’t trust God enough to follow Him in our actual calling. To those who do, the limitations of nature itself hardly seem to apply. However, this “calling” is not reserved for the special few, but to each one of us, in our own ways. Those who successfully do this are the saints among us, both living and in the next world. Their lives serve as both an example and a comfort for those of us who aspire along the Christian path.

    One of the things that I find most unusual about my path into the Orthodox Church was that it was influenced, in no small part, by St. Alexander (Schmorell) of Munich. I felt his presence around me in very strange ways over and over again. For example, after moving to Germany in 2002, I found the parish in Munich which I would be baptized, and which I would attend for the next four years. Mind you, this wasn’t his home parish, and at that point in time, he hadn’t been glorified as a saint, but was merely a fairly obscure figure in German history. However, that very first week, an edition of the church newsletter was distributed. It was in Russian, and beyond my comprehension for a “quick read”, but there was a picture of Alexander there in a feature for the newsletter, and I felt almost an immediate sense of “you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be”, but more than that, the beginnings of the sense of “I am with you.” Coming from a Protestant background, that was a very, very strange thing to experience, but I can’t adequately express how much it was a help and blessing.

    The “Orthobros” may bash me for this, but I don’t think these saints are strictly limited to those recognized in the Orthodox church. (I don’t even think the Orthodox Church has recognized most of its own saints! This isn’t necessarily a deficiency in the Orthodox Church or any other church, it’s just the way the process is!) However, in so many ways, secular “culture” does its best to marginalize the saints. When they talk about sin, it’s quickly justified with variations of, “Everybody’s doing it”, “Nobody’s perfect” (“Only God is perfect”), or “Those who say they didn’t are lying”. In popular culture, priests are held up as figures of derision, disdain, and weakness, and monastics don’t even exist. No wonder Peterson doesn’t think that anyone lives up to the challenge of being a serious Christian! How discouraging that must be for someone who seems to honestly be seeking Truth!

    Most of us aren’t in places that would do anything policy or culture. Even internet “influencers” usually have fairly limited reach. However, each of us has a certain sphere of people we come in contact with. I’m sure when Jonathan Pageau emailed Jordan Peterson back in 2015 to say he was really impressed by what he heard on the radio, he never would have expected that in a couple of years, Peterson would be world-famous, and he himself would be featured prominently in a number of Peterson’s projects, often speaking to a Christian perspective that Peterson can’t provide himself and to the reality of God in the very essence of the created world. If you look at the comments to that video, it’s almost crazy how many comments have been left in the last couple of years by people who either said that that video started them on a path to belief in God or even led them to find the Church (particularly Orthodoxy). Each of us, when we allow ourselves to follow and be transformed by Christ, become the saints who radiate God’s Love to a fallen world, making it harder for someone like Peterson to level the indictment against us, and giving those struggling with faith a hand.


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  • The Christmas Pig – Impressions

    The Christmas Pig – Impressions

    Years ago (2013-ish), somebody noted that in Disney movies, the Darling children from Peter Pan are virtually the only main character children who have both parents. It went viral online as “proof” that Disney “hates” families. This is ridiculous. A lot of children’s literature is permeated in loss, though many times it’s used as part of framing the situation, rather than something delved into in the stories. Why would a set of siblings end up living in a boxcar except that they had no parents? How else do you get a little girl set in the house of a spinster and her brother? This goes back to fairy-tales and beyond.

    Image from a J.K. Rowling tweet

    The Christmas Pig, by J.K. Rowling is a little different. At the beginning of the book, the reader is introduced to Jack, a little boy who lives with his parents in England, who is the proud owner of a stuffed toy pig, which is his favorite toy, and which goes with him everywhere. The next couple of chapters start telling how Jack’s life changes as he starts getting a little older, including significant losses that happen along the way. In a way much of the story is incredibly common, but seeing it even mentioned like this in a kids’ book is unusual, to be sure, though maybe in this day in age, it ought not be so uncommon.

    One of the things that has helped Jack cope with all the change and loss is the constant companionship of his stuffed pig, nicknamed D.P. And so it happens, one Christmas Eve, D.P. gets lost as well. Jack is beside himself. He’s willing to do anything to find D.P. 

    Jack is in luck, because as it turns out, Christmas Eve just happens to be a day for miracles, and through a little bit of magic, Jack is allowed to enter the “Land of the Lost”, even though it is strictly prohibited that a real human enter. From this point on, Jack is on a desperate quest to liberate D.P. from the Land of the Lost and bring him back home. 

    Artwork copyright Jim Field, who tweeted this image here.

    I ended up reading this book on the recommendation of John Granger, of HogwartsProfessor.com and the newer Hogwarts Professor Substack. (I’ve been “chatting” with John, on and off online for two decades now. I’ve got a couple of his excellent books, and I had the pleasure to meet him at a church event in 2010 or so.) Since the Harry Potter days, John and his crew really believe that Rowling is one of the best writers of this age, and work to do some really serious literary analysis of what she writes. I read this post about the book, and then listened to the podcast they put out about The Christmas Pig. The podcast clocks in at a little under 3(!) hours, which I listened to whilst driving around one weekend, and while it probably is too much for most people, a good chunk of the conversation was drawing parallels between “The Land of the Lost” and Dante, and even though I haven’t read Dante, this intrigued me. 

    The book did not disappoint. It’s probably one of the most well-written and imaginative books I’ve read in a very long time. Besides Dante, I’d also say that there are shades of The Velveteen Rabbit to be discerned here as well. The thought and detail given to the “levels” of the Land of the Lost is amazing, from “Surplus” to “Disposable” to “Bother It’s Gone” to the “City of the Missed”, etc. It’s so true – the things we lose end up in different categories from not even missed to loved and lost. The story is engaging and keeps moving at a pretty good pace – I never noticed any part dragging. There are the sad things in it, and there’s a little scariness, but nothing inappropriate, and would probably be good from about 7+, depending on the kid. From what I’ve read, J.K. Rowling envisioned it as being a read-aloud book for families, and practiced reading it aloud while writing it.  It’s definitely engaging from an adult perspective as well, because certainly as adults, we’ve lost more “Things” than children have. There’s a lot going on as far as love and loyalty as well as resilience. Without giving anything of the plot away, I love the idea of how our attention “alivens” things, and that when it comes to things that are loved – like a child’s favorite toy – that they also kind of live on, even when they no longer exist on this plane. 

    I’d also like to note that Rowling has a sense of humor in her writing, and there are always little things that catch a person as particularly funny sometimes. Considering that Rowling started the book in 2012, the running joke in the book about “pajama boy” (the superhero with his own show), I can’t help but think she was also poking a bit of fun of “pajama boy” who showed up on the political scene in 2013. The idea that the two of them had anything to do with each other had me giggling on a couple of occasions! 

    I highly recommend the book, and hope that if you haven’t read it, you give it a chance. If you have read it, I’d love to hear your impression!


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  • Sunday Gratitude – 11.II.2024

    Sunday Gratitude – 11.II.2024

    This week was somewhat less stressful than last week due to the fact that the kids were feeling better, for the most part, and by Tuesday or so, I was feeling mostly better. 

    I’m grateful that even though I ended up with an errand that required a lot of driving, everything turned out well; I got the document that I needed, and there were no issues with the car or the trip. I’m grateful that I was able to turn part of that into something fun for my youngest, as I often feel kind of bad that she often gets “dragged around” with errands and the like.

    I am thankful for the priest who is hearing my confessions. Life is crazy, but it’s been a blessing to get to know him. I feel very strange about a lot of things right now, and I suspect that there’s a reason God put him in my life. 

    I am grateful for old friends, and for new friends as well; for conversations and connections, and trying not to be to terrified to walk in the direction in which I seem to be led.

    I am grateful to have a little bit of time where I can have quiet and think a little bit, even when it means missing the kids. 

    AI – but I forget the prompt

    I am grateful to have gotten a bit of sleep this weekend. 

    I’m grateful for God’s Love which is around me all the time.

    I’m grateful for the patience so many people have had with me.

    As always, I am thankful for you.


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  • Saturday on Substack – 10.II.2024

    Saturday on Substack – 10.II.2024

    Check out the weekly rambling on Substack! https://open.substack.com/pub/breathofhallelujah/p/saturday-on-substack-10ii2024


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