October 4th, 2007

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It is another beautiful fall day.  A streak of pink was a banner across the sky this morning saying, "Wake."

I am full with conversation and sharing.  Jane wrote this poem this morning about her mother, who grew up very poor, and about an incident at Jane's birth.   We talked about sons this morning, about males and male energy, and the different ways we males and females are in the world.  Testesterone really does add a kick.

A friend saw her gynecologist yesterday and said her "libido" was gone.  The doctor prescribed a testesterone cream to rub on her clitoris.  Interesting, I thought.

Today I read that today's mother, after she gives birth, must immediately rush in for a breast lift, tummy tuck, and liposuction.  What does that do to the focus on the baby?  How can the world be that nuts, and out of touch with the natural world?

For a change of subject, I present Jane's poem.

Who We Were to Her
After a childhood of one dress
and a new rental house every year
thin coffee from a percolator for breakfast
eggs and milk in years when they had acreage for animals
“I thought we were the only poor ones.”
After her first married years
following flags and bombs
across a map of the divided world
counting dead, some familiar, millions strange
“I always knew he would come back.”
The planet had been leveled to the hard pan
her handsome husband home again
the four room house facing town, backed up to unfenced prairie
“I was ready for the dream.”
The two of us, first him then me,
were we ourselves, ten toes, ten fingers each
all there, complete and whole and hers
or were we like spring again after a generation?
“Your grandma made me strawberries and cream when you were born.”

    - Jane Flint

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Today -

Today I see a bumper sticker. 

    "Out of my Mind.  Back in five minutes."

          It works for me.  The Blue Angels are in town so the next three days will give us practicing and performance with great skill and beauty, and deep vrooms and booms.   The Mill Valley Film Festival begins tonight and the tents are set up and the crowds are in town.

                Enjoy and Rejoice!

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Rod Mc Iver from Heron Dance!

This is Rod McIver from Heron Dance.

    George Grinnell, author of A Death on the Barrens, stopped by for dinner a couple of nights ago.We sat around the fire out back. I asked him what effect his canoe trip of fifty years ago, and the near-death experiences of the group, had on his adult life and how it turned out.

He answered by talking about the relationship between death and enlightenment. "Not all," he said, "but most people, just before they die, see a bright light and are filled with a feeling of deep peace and love—love from God. That light," he said, "is the root of the word enlightenment. That experience of God is the enlightenment that Buddhist monks seek through meditation."

May we each see the light of peace and love for some part of this day!

The book, A Death on the Barrens, looks worthwhile as an exploration of one's self through nature.  Nature is the school in which we are placed.  It is up to us to open the pages and move our chair.


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Prayers -

Tonight I read that Mitchell Louie is having trouble breathing for no reason that anyone can decipher.  I don't understand it, and I wish this child who has been through so much,  some peace and prayer.  I wish the same for his parents and brother.  They have been through enough.  I wish the four of them an ease-filled sleep.   If you are looking for a place to put your prayers, the Louie family is the spot.

Sweet dreams and understanding for us all.   The world is more complex than I can decipher and I continue to try and live openly and without judgment as to what each of us needs to learn and perceive.