March 28th, 2008

ayer's rock -

Good Morning!!

I'm up and the moon is again a beacon in the sky.  It shows how special the weather we are having is that I get to enjoy the moon so many days in a row.  The blossoms continue to be amazing, and my tulips are up and out.

I am excitedly "exploring with curiosity what the moment asks of me," and this moment asks for a refreshing shower and brushing of teeth.

Yesterday I went through the car wash and the soap made the most amazing colors.  I thought this is what it is to be a piece of art.

I felt like a special exhibit in a gallery in New York!

Happy Day!!

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Fear -

I am astonished by an article in the Chronicle today.  When Jeff was born over thirty-three years ago, we were told that children swim in the womb, and getting them into the water before a certain age meant they would not forget.  Jeff was in the water almost immediately and in a swim class with me at six weeks.   One of the great delights of a friend of mine is the experience he shares with his grandson in a swimming class.  What a shock then to come to this article with another proclamation of fear and placing limits on our children.   Are we nuts?

Infants in the pool - a dive into controversy

Parents who teach their tots to swim say the earlier the better. Pediatricians say reducing a young child's fear of water is dangerous.

Friday, March 28, 2008

I meant to take a few strokes from the article, and then decided not to.  Children enjoy swimming with their parents.   Obviously children are not meant to be left alone in a pool.  Neither is an adult.  Many children today are rarely left alone at all.   They are over-programmed as to activities and over-supervised.  Yes, some children die in swimming accidents.  Children have been known to fall into a toilet head-first and drown.  We can't protect our children from everything, and those who can swim might survive the fall into a pool.  There is not one study showing that there are more deaths by children who have learned to swim at an early age.   We're not supposed to let children out of our sight.  Fine, then, let's hold them in a swimming pool and bond and play with them and have fun.  Children love it.   Adults love it.   Why would we then take it away?   One problem in this society is not enough touch.  This is the perfect place and way to touch.  

We lived in San Clemente, when Jeff was two to four.  We were in a townhouse with a fenced swimming pool at the end of our cluster of eight homes.  Jeff rode his Big Wheel from house to house for treats.  I'm sure there were times the gate was left open, and somehow Jeff managed never to enter or fall in, and if he had, I still think I would prefer that he carried the joy of swimming in the womb right here to life on earth.  We need quality in life, space to move and explore and play and have fun.   In my opinion, pediatricians should jump into a lake on this one, and let their cognitive heads melt in the sun.


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What a morning!!

Outside my window is a tree which I had thought of trimming, but today, it is quite the place, as different bird couples come and consider it for a nest.  It is just right.  They check all the branches and leaves, and I hardly breathe, hoping they'll choose to live right here with me, but then, they hear the clicking of the keys, and fly off.   It is fun to watch their search for a place to lay their eggs.

It is a most glorious spring!!

california poppy

They're back!

One bird couple is back, again checking out the tree.  I feel like a real estate agent saying, "Choose here.  This place is great, perfect for you., bargain pricing, friendly neighbors and Location, Location, Location."  I should bake bird seed cookies and set them on the ledge of the deck.   I want them to choose this place as their home.  Now, they are checking out a new part of the tree, which is a little higher and safer and still gives me a good view.  I send welcoming thoughts.  Of course how much will I get done with a nest right in front of me, and I will slow, and incubate, and birth with wings.

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Evening -

It is raining and still light, so the new leaves are exuberantly green with the gift.   For many of them, it is their first rain, and they are drinking it in.

The New Yorker has an article on the demise of the newspaper.

You can check it out at:

One thing it brings out is that newspapers have supported reporters who made the effort to be impartial.  In the past, people in a city were all reading the same news that day.   Now, they read online, and they can choose news that already fits their views. 

I have thought that the internet was a positive in the distribution of news, exposing us to more viewpoints than we might have imagined, but the New Yorker story ends with this paragraph.

"Finally, we need to consider what will become of those people, both at home and abroad, who depend on such journalistic enterprises to keep them safe from various forms of torture, oppression and injustice. "People do awful things to each other," the veteran war photographer George Guthrie says in "Night and Day," Tom Stoppard's 1978 play about foreign correspondents.  "But it's worse in places where everybody is kept in the dark."  Ever since James Franklin's New England Courant started coming off the presses, the daily newspaper, more than any other medium,  has provided the information that the nation needed if it was to be kept "out of the dark."  Just how an Internet-based news culture can spread the kind of "light" that is necessary to prevent terrible things, without the armies of reporters and photographers that newspapers have traditionally employed, is a question that even the most ardent democrat in John Dewey's tradition may not wish to see answered."

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Tom Dowd -

We watched Tom Dowd and the Language of Music tonight.   What a wonderful man and what a gift he has given us as to music.  The music that I grew up with would not be the same without him, and he was such a lovely man.  I recommend watching it.

Here is some information:

Steve believes in practicing driving skills, so though I have never caused an accident, and in 42 years of driving, have only been hit once by someone who drove right into the side of my car in a parking lot, I am taking a full day "car control clinic" tomorrow at Candlestick Park, aka Monster Park and 3Com Park.   I am not particularly excited and I'm sure it will be fun.  The man in charge interviews everyone and sounds like the warm and fuzzy teddy bear he says everyone says he is, so I will be leaving early tomorrow and heading south.  The rain should make the slalom course and practicing skids a great deal of fun.  Bob says the intention is to push our edges, so when an emergency happens we are ready to maneuver.

I'm sure I'll look back one day and be grateful I took the course.  For now, I'm enjoying the rain and going to bed early, since that was in our pages of instructions.  My motorcycle helmet is out, and ready to go, as is an extra quart of oil, just in case.   They say it is only mild wear and tear on the car and worth it, if it saves you from an accident.   That makes sense.

Sleep tight, and deeply soothing and romp-filled dreams for all.