And I want to add to the beauty
To tell a better story
I want to shine with the light
That’s burning up inside
-“Add to the Beauty,” Sara Groves
I usually apply the chorus of “Add to the Beauty” to my desire to produce fiction, but today I heard another line: “It brings redemption to our lives and our work.” Since finishing the Parson’s Tale, I’ve been staring at my pile of books, changing tacks at least three or four times a day trying to get a handhold to tackle this mountain. The gears just haven’t clicked into place yet. Sarah reminded me that I have three months until the dissertation is due. More like 2.6 months, but I still have 84% of the summer left to go. I’m only 1.5 weeks into this thing, no need to panic now. “Beauty was truth. Truth transcended perfection and imperfection. It encompassed both, embracing both the ordered and disordered.” My dissertation need not be the best thing I ever write—if it were, then why continue writing afterward? A “master’s piece” indicates that you have achieved the skills necessary to be considered a master, not that you have reached the point of completion. Not even the PhD holds that distinction. Scholarship is lifelong; art is always evolving and growing.
The days have been gray, but shafts of sunlight break through the clouds. Their tears fall to water the ground below. The seed says to the earth, “I sleep but for a little while.”