July 12th, 2007

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Good Morning!



I woke to sun and now the fog has crept in to again encase.  I watched the movie Vincent and Theo last night, and am still with it. It inspired my morning poem.  Neither Jane nor I felt flow today.  We seem caught in little cases, as we are.


Siblings - Vincent and Theo Van Gogh

 

Theo, mad with grief,

dies six months

after his brother Vincent.

 

What is this call to love and protect?

When does a first connection

override love of wife and child?

 

How do we learn,

to share what’s love,

plow it as dense as sunflowers in a field,

with seeds enough for all.

 

 

 

Reach within for inner light,

pluck it out like fire,

blast canvas with paint,

and light slices of trees

with spires.

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Jane's Poem of the Morning!



With pain comes silence.
 

The exhale lengthens.
 
Vowels evaporate.
 
Consonants collapse.
 
The center detonates itself into emptiness
 
A whorl of glowing matchsticks points outward.



- Jane Flint


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Evening -

I met Karen this morning at Muir Woods at 9:00.  We both noticed something different when we got out of our cars.  For one thing, it was not crowded.  Then, we came to a sign.  Today was designated a "Quiet Day."  People were requested to not talk or to only speak quietly.  They asked for no cel phones, and for people to explain to their children it was a quiet day.  It was unbelievable.  It felt so spiritual as people walked quietly and connected with the trees in a way I have not seen.  Children felt it too.

I then drove up to Point Reyes, which, also, was affected by the quiet.  There was something different in the air.  I came back via Lagunitas Creek and found a Redwood tree with the perfect root making a seat inside.  It is really something to sit inside a redwood tree.  The bark inside looks like feathers.  I asked for advice and was given an answer.  I love the wisdom of trees.
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Look Up!



"Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow them."

- Louisa May Alcott