It's time to confess that I've done something a bit more extreme in my celebration of Michaelmas this year. Sorry, Mom.
Elsewise, it's "business as usual," but my business is fabulous stuff, so there's no complaint in that "as usual." (And okay, no, that's not actually me: sorry again, Mom, but I hope gave you a good jolt!) A fairly traditional rendering of Saint Michael this year, except for the more extreme placement. Someone else out there has a fondness for Michael: I found this image on Google....
Just like last year, I am at pretty much the exact same place in my courses: reading Jaroslav Pelikan's (still) magisterial Jesus Through the Centuries: His Place in the History of Culture and again, especially his great chapter on "The Cosmic Christ," having just taught the chapter on God in Patristic and Medieval thought for my Catholicism students today, where Richard asked about whether "angels and devils" were still part of Catholic teaching, making me think of (the then) tomorrow's feastday.
I began the day, Hebrew-style, with the Rosh Hashanah Eve services at Temple Sinai with Mari and Barbra, which was an often gorgeous prayer service, and even also had me thinking of the feastday when the name of Michael ("Who is like God?") was a line in one of the texts. We then had some good casual time hanging out over tea at Mari's apartment, where we checked out a few of her more recent canvases.
My Jesus class is keeping me hopping 'til 6:10pm, followed by my independent study with Chris, but he and I always grab dinner to eat over our 20th Century Theology conversations, and so I'll have a properly festive Feast to share as we settle in to talk about the Niebuhr brothers (Reinhold and H. Richard), no matter how simple the fare (and "simple" doesn't matter if Flambeaux's is serving their Shrimp and Corn Bisque!), with good company in celebration of my feast day.
Happy Michaelmas to all!