I don't think canned goods will help... I can’t focus. And yet the news keeps coming. Last weekend, I felt exhausted and threatened. This is a good frame of mind to wash dishes, or look out at the sea. I’m impatient, frustrated, angry – then “Let It Be” comes on the radio, and I’m transported … Continue reading Protesting, Week 13 – or How to Prepare for the Police State
Exhaustion, anger, depression - and getting up again It. Must stop saying it. Standing in for all the things I think and want to say. My brain whirling too fast to describe what it is. Perhaps it - or my sense of time moving too fast, or the endless sorting and pattern matching of observation … Continue reading It
Our nervous systems are under attack as well Why is it so hard to actually stand up for yourself? The protest went well. There are more cars honking and waving in support, which is encouraging. There are still many, many cars who do nothing, or look on bemusedly. Can you imagine if they don’t know … Continue reading Protesting, Week 12 – Bullies Thrive On Fear
Breathing life into things. The Garden of Eden, Working Backwards Working backwards. A trip out from a senior center to the farmstand. It’s a beautiful day, cloudy, the trees nearly at their fullness, the spring green beginning to change to summer green, darker, more muscular, powerful. The fields are plowed and planted. The older people … Continue reading The Garden of Eden, Working Backwards
Protesting, Week 11 – or the Delusions of Thinking You Know Where You Are Another week. The Saturday protest always seems to close out the prior week, but I’m writing this today, on Monday, a holiday, Memorial Day. Am I wrong, or does it seem that there are more exhortations to remember wars and soldiers, … Continue reading Protesting, Week 11 – or the Delusions of Thinking You Know Where You Are
It's a beautiful day... A beautiful day, with only strong spring breezes delivering pollen from the trees. Their leaves have grown, so that there is shade where before harsh winter light ruled, and bright green leaves whose nearly full bloom are like young people, about to dive into adulthood. Leaves who have almost reached their … Continue reading Protesting – Week 10
And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden... Protesting Week 9 and Mother’s Day Protesting this week involved standing out in the pouring rain. Some of the good humor of the crowd was diminished, out in the cold rain, some people balancing umbrellas and signs, others wearing waterproof gear. The crowd was fairly … Continue reading Protesting Week 9 – and Mother’s Day
The world is not divided into winners and losers Protest - Week 8 Two months of protest. I walked over to the weekly protest on Saturday. I left my apartment early, thinking about getting some air, finding that the weather was hot and nearly sultry, especially after the cooler temperatures that have made layers necessary … Continue reading Protesting – Week 8
In the darkness you move by feel New Moon Today is a new moon. Recently - as in the past couple of years - all the new and full moons have felt the same. No, that’s wrong. They have all been intense. Maybe the full moons felt unstoppable, as though you were being pushed towards … Continue reading New Moon
Familiars I just heard a terrible squawking. I looked down at the lawn, still half-green, with the occasional dandelion. Then I looked up at the very old, very tall tree outside my window, and saw a squirrel clambering up the trunk. Suddenly, three crows appeared, swooping in. They were chasing a hawk off one of … Continue reading Friends and Allies
