The sun is softly shining and the birds are softly singing, and I am wearing a soft pink today. I feel gentled today, calm, and excited, too, as though part of me is already hanging over the coast at Big Sur. I am excited!!
I read these words before I went to sleep last night.
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is: Infinite.
--William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
In my dreams, I climbed or was carried to a place where one could see above all the mountains on earth, but there was a woman there who wouldn't let anyone look, and kept moving everyone back down and holding up a little glass bottle that each of us was to fit ourselves into. I wanted to look, to see, and I felt frustrated that anyone would choose confinement over the chance to really see the whole, to look down from above. And then I woke, and so I am balancing this day on wholeness, while feeling my own particular self, and yet, also feeling a new opening coming from deep within, and there is one. I feel a new zipper release from deep inside. I step out. Superman/woman, Ho!
Esalen is holy land and I will have time there, with Sharon Olds, with other poets. What could be better?
I did mail the manuscript yesterday, even remembering that I needed 41 cents for the return since I doubt it will be returned by May 15th. I bought some "eternal" stamps, since I tend to buy in bulk and end up with the wrong stamps, though I do love my new ones from 39 cents called "Hugs and Kisses." Too bad 39 cents was such a short run.
Anyway, there is an exhibit on publishing and printing today at Fort Mason. It opens at 9, so that means morning goodies at Greens and a chance to get there early and see what is going on with print and publishing. Hooray!!