Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
L'aura del campo 'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos' ♣ Federico García Lorca ♣ L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me. PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS! I LV COMMENTS! On a practical note, in answer to your questions: IN MEMORIUM VerySara passed away November 12, 2005 Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings. More suggested links: These pictures rotate. Kåre Enga ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop, The Fish |
A response to Scott: "Yes, good point. It IS easier to leave some things to others. Like my flight tomorrow. You driving the plane to SLC? 😲 En serio, whether the absolutism of black/white thinking (nuances give headaches) or religious or political groups that do the thinking (or not) for us, it's tempting to just go along and not question. Dangerous, but very human." So... are political groups the new religion? Are gangs the new family? Related questions as most humans join groups... even deniers like survivalists. The problem with groups? They can devolve into an us versus them thinking which makes it easier to wage war. Ask Romeo and Juliet about that... if you have doubts. Personally I'm highly opinionated (not always right) and that includes the affairs of my village and country. I can seem quite political... but... I try not to become partisan. As for religion... My faith states that we humans are all One and that God is One (by whatever name we call her/him). This inclusivity trandscends petty debates on who is going to Hell... the fastest. Ah... should I go on? Not today. Must pack for my flight tomorrow... unless you are picking me up and flying me there. 😂 |