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Forever etched into my consciousness is a rhyme I heard as a child on a record called “Pudding and Pie”. The nursery rhyme, not unlike “Jack and Jill” or “Rockabye Baby” has its brutal, even violent moments. I don’t know how many other kids have been scarred by “Ladybird, Ladybird”, but the lyrics go something like this:
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Ladybird, ladybird fly away home,
Your house is on fire
your children will burn,
All except one,
Her name is Ann,
She hid under the frying pan.
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I hope you’ll agree that my autumnal take on the ladybug is somewhat more playful.

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Perhaps more interesting than the question "Which way is up?" is the Paradox of the Trinity. It’s probably one of my favourite doctrines, ever! For a fresh take on how God’s character is intrinsically relational, (and an insightful take on wisdom as relationship-building) I recommend Wise Relationships, a sermon by Tim Keller. Thanks to my friend David Winkel for suggesting it!

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This is plagiarism. I stole the idea from Natalie Jeremijenko. Of course, I’m not quite approaching it from the same angle as her artists’ collective, the Bureau of Inverse Technology… for me, her work raises a slightly different set of questions Why do all maps have North at the top? What is really ‘up’ anyway? Is Betelgeuse up or down? Despite of my weekly Skype calls to Australia, I don’t generally feel aware, or connected to the inverted-ness of space. When I sit under the oak at Sir Allan MacNab Highschool, however, I find myself mesmerized by its pattern, its relentless spread, its grace, and its sheer sense of presence. Sometimes it’s good to be under-whelmed like that: it forces you to reconsider your world, and the people in it: people whose perspectives mingle with yours to make the end result resemble something right-side-up… ish.