My astronomy module has made me pay incessant amounts of attention to the moon, be it night or day. It's fascinating to see the changes in moon shape, the tilt of the crescent, the varying widths of the arc of light, although it probably seems nutty to be waxing lyrical over what is currently a waxing gibbous (a certain moon shape).
Anyway the 'great leap of faith' I mentioned I would blog about is the fact that now I've officially transferred membership to the teeny church I'm currently in. That's all. After big things happen, normalcy ensues almost immediately it's as though the event never happened. Humans do have amazing powers of adaptation I am starting to believe. And strange things happen in the most unexpected ways.
The other leap of faith was signing up to die when I registered for my cello dip exams, and have now-black-haired quartet coach say 'you better have two lessons every week if not sure fail!'. What confidence he imbues. My cello teacher a.k.a Yoda says "Lisabet you must play with more confidence" (She's from Philippines) and I recall the last quartet coaching session where I just shrivelled up and died, like a thermometer exploding into a million quivering blobs of mercury.
Confidence is not characteristic of blobs like me.
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