July 13th, 2007

Book Cover

Good Morning!



It is sunny where I am, and, I hear from Jane that there is some gray in the East Bay.  It seems though that we are to have a summer, sunny weekend.  Jane and I, who both love words, language, and books, are also feeling our way into a place beyond words.  It is odd to try and write about something that just is, and we all know we have to balance this world of language and doing with the one of feeling and being, and perhaps our intention is to live each moment as One, honoring the universal knowing that is there, and each individual plant and harvest.



Book Cover

Jane's Poem of This Morning!



When the familiar voice stops and the storytelling ends, every instant is a sign.
 
The beards on the high clouds blown by a summer wind tell me where to go.
 
I follow the nodding heads of poppies, know where I’ve been by the angle of grass.
 
 I could be that long young man laying on his back counting stars.
 
Or that old woman, neck bent like a squash, who dies while waiting for the bus.
 
I could see me, just as I am, beyond words.

 

- Jane Flint

Book Cover

Insanity -



This is from Jon Carroll's column this morning.


I have been following with interest the testimony of former Surgeon General Richard Carmona, who has joined the long list of former Bush administration officials complaining to Congress that they were not allowed to do their jobs because political concerns trumped all other considerations.

He was discouraged or prevented from speaking publicly about issues as diverse as stem cell research, needle exchange and the effectiveness of abstinence-only sex education. Science said one thing and the Bush administration said something else; Carmona wanted to stick with science, which was the wrong choice.

For those of you who've been paying attention, none of that is really a surprise. But this may be: Carmona said that senior administration officials discouraged him from attending the Special Olympics because of the charitable organization's ties with the Kennedy family.

"I was specifically told by a senior official, 'Why would you want to help those people?' " So, in the Bush universe, the Special Olympics is a secret front for the propagation of secular liberal ideas. I mean, "shameless" doesn't even begin to cover it.

Book Cover

Connection -



A young friend sends this to me:


I just finished the book My Grandfather's Blessings by Rachel Naomi Remen last week.  In one section she wrote about how airplanes are off course 99% of the time.  The cockpit computers easily and continuously correct it and the plane arrives at its destination.

From My Grandfather's Blessings: (Pg. 366)
 
"Might it be possible to focus ourselves on the purpose we wish to serve in the same way that the Concorde is focused on its destination and navigate a trajectory in just this same way?  Once we stopped demanding of ourselves that we be on course all the time, we might begin to look at our mistakes differently, giving them an impeccable attention and a frictionless response.  They will not prevent us from reaching our dreams nearly so much as wanting to be right will.
 
Those who have the courage to offer us honesty, to be our navigators, might even come to be seen as worthy of a certain gratitude as collaborators in helping us reach our destination.  "You are off course," they might tell us.  "Why, THANK you," we might reply."



Book Cover

My Morning Poem!



Oracle

 

I sit inside a redwood tree

on a root seat made for me.

The bark is feathered

with openings on three sides.

A twig dangles outside one window

with no perceivable connection

to anything but wind.

"You are held,  buoyed.

You need never do

another thing,

just swing along the path

which draws you."

 

I leave the tree

and stand,

walk to the sound

of water falling

down a rock plate

before it connects

to the sea.

 

I return across a wooden bridge.

Three children play, Billy Goats Gruff.

Their mother is an easy troll. 

 

I pass.