Category Archives: General

Time Speeds On

Imbolc    Waning  Moon  of Winds

A second warm day in a row.  Green grass has begun to show.  Other plants give hints of spring.  My collard greens and mustard greens have sprouted under the lights.  Another growing season nears.

Tonight I drive into the city for a Sierra Club meeting, then back home.  This time has, as I knew it would, picked up speed, begun to drive fast and crazy.  The deadlines at the capitol, spring and the schools looking to get kids out of the classrooms all jam together to create a fast track.

Do You Experience Beeping Noises From Strange Locations?

Imbolc   Full Moon of Winds

The snow finished sometime last night.  This morning tree branches, shrubs and boulders all have an outline of white.  The sun reflects off the new snow with a bit of glare.  When I blew the driveway this morning, the windchill had a bite and I was glad when I finished.

Today the sky is clear; the temperature sits at zero and we have sunshine, lots of sunshine.  Predictions show 40’s by the weekend so this snow is not long for our driveway.

I did not get the seeds planted yesterday and it took until this morning to track down all the damned beeping.  Turns out we have three battery powered smoke detectors that failed at the same time.  Makes tracking the sound down difficult for a guy with only one good ear.  So, both are on the docket for today.

My Split Apart, My Wife

Imbolc     Waxing Moon of Winds

“Action may not always bring happiness, but there is no happiness without action.” – Benjamin Disraeli

As the years pass, anniversaries accumulate.  Marriage.  Birthdays.  Time on the job.  Death of a parent, then both parents.  Graduation from high school, college, graduate school.  Children’s important events:  birthdays, college graduations, first jobs, when they moved away from home.  Then, grandchildren begin the cycle again and so life goes, a spiral of similar happenings inhabited by different persons celebrating the same events, only on different days, for different years.

Kate at Mama's Fish HouseAs Kate and I approach our 19th wedding anniversary, March 10, I can say marrying her has affected my life in more important ways than anything since my birth.  Her generosity of heart, of spirit makes a good marriage easy.  She steadies me when I rock under the usual pressures of life, as I do for her.  We have already been with each other in sickness and in health.

The word soulmate gets kicked around a lot, but do you know its origin? The split-apart.  Here’s the citation from Plato.

Here it is in Benjamin Jowett’s translation of Plato’s Symposium.  An excerpt from the middle:

“The sexes were not two as they are now, but originally three in number; there was man, woman, and the union of the two, having a name corresponding to this double nature, which had once a real existence, but is now lost, and the word “Androgynous” is only preserved as a term of reproach. In the second place, the primeval man was round, his back and sides forming a circle; and he had four hands and four feet, one head with two faces, looking opposite ways, set on a round neck and precisely alike; also four ears, two privy members, and the remainder to correspond. He could walk upright as men now do, backwards or forwards as he pleased, and he could also roll over and over at a great pace, turning on his four hands and four feet, eight in all, like tumblers going over and over with their legs in the air; this was when he wanted to run fast. Now the sexes were three, and such as I have described them; because the sun, moon, and earth are three;-and the man was originally the child of the sun, the woman of the earth, and the man-woman of the moon, which is made up of sun and earth, and they were all round and moved round and round: like their parents. Terrible was their might and strength, and the thoughts of their hearts were great, and they made an attack upon the gods; of them is told the tale of Otys and Ephialtes who, as Homer says, dared to scale heaven, and would have laid hands upon the gods. Doubt reigned in the celestial councils. Should they kill them and annihilate the race with thunderbolts, as they had done the giants, then there would be an end of the sacrifices and worship which men offered to them; but, on the other hand, the gods could not suffer their insolence to be unrestrained.

Mama's Fish House, Feb. 14, 2009At last, after a good deal of reflection, Zeus discovered a way. He said: “Methinks I have a plan which will humble their pride and improve their manners; men shall continue to exist, but I will cut them in two and then they will be diminished in strength and increased in numbers; this will have the advantage of making them more profitable to us. They shall walk upright on two legs, and if they continue insolent and will not be quiet, I will split them again and they shall hop about on a single leg.” He spoke and cut men in two, like a sorb-apple which is halved for pickling, or as you might divide an egg with a hair; and as he cut them one after another, he bade Apollo give the face and the half of the neck a turn in order that the man might contemplate the section of himself: he would thus learn a lesson of humility. Apollo was also bidden to heal their wounds and compose their forms. So he gave a turn to the face and pulled the skin from the sides all over that which in our language is called the belly, like the purses which draw in, and he made one mouth at the centre, which he fastened in a knot (the same which is called the navel); he also moulded the breast and took out most of the wrinkles, much as a shoemaker might smooth leather upon a last; he left a few, however, in the region of the belly and navel, as a memorial of the primeval state. After the division the two parts of man, each desiring his other half, came together, and throwing their arms about one another, entwined in mutual embraces, longing to grow into one, they were on the point of dying from hunger and self-neglect, because they did not like to do anything apart; and when one of the halves died and the other survived, the survivor sought another mate, man or woman as we call them, being the sections of entire men or women, and clung to that. They were being destroyed, when Zeus in pity of them invented a new plan: he turned the parts of generation round to the front, for this had not been always their position and they sowed the seed no longer as hitherto like grasshoppers in the ground, but in one another; and after the transposition the male generated in the female in order that by the mutual embraces of man and woman they might breed, and the race might continue; or if man came to man they might be satisfied, and rest, and go their ways to the business of life: so ancient is the desire of one another which is implanted in us, reuniting our original nature, making one of two, and healing the state of man.

Each of us when separated, having one side only, like a flat fish, is but the indenture of a man, and he is always looking for his other half. Men who are a section of that double nature which was once called Androgynous are lovers of women; adulterers are generally of this breed, and also adulterous women who lust after men: the women who are a section of the woman do not care for men, but have female attachments; the female companions are of this sort. But they who are a section of the male follow the male, and while they are young, being slices of the original man, they hang about men and embrace them, and they are themselves the best of boys and youths, because they have the most manly nature…

And when one of them meets with his other half, the actual half of himself, whether he be a lover of youth or a lover of another sort, the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy, and would not be out of the other’s sight, as I may say, even for a moment: these are the people who pass their whole lives together; yet they could not explain what they desire of one another. For the intense yearning which each of them has towards the other does not appear to be the desire of lover’s intercourse, but of something else which the soul of either evidently desires and cannot tell, and of which she has only a dark and doubtful presentiment. Suppose Hephaestus, with his instruments, to come to the pair who are lying side, by side and to say to them, “What do you people want of one another?” they would be unable to explain. And suppose further, that when he saw their perplexity he said: “Do you desire to be wholly one; always day and night to be in one another’s company? for if this is what you desire, I am ready to melt you into one and let you grow together, so that being two you shall become one, and while you live a common life as if you were a single man, and after your death in the world below still be one departed soul instead of two-I ask whether this is what you lovingly desire, and whether you are satisfied to attain this?”-there is not a man of them who when he heard the proposal would deny or would not acknowledge that this meeting and melting into one another, this becoming one instead of two, was the very expression of his ancient need. And the reason is that human nature was originally one and we were a whole, and the desire and pursuit of the whole is called love. There was a time, I say, when we were one, but now because of the wickedness of mankind God has dispersed us, as the Arcadians were dispersed into villages by the Lacedaemonians.”

Like Having A Root Canal

Imbolc           Waxing Moon of Winds

Back from the dentist.  Guess what?  I get to have another root canal!  I have a full blown infection under #19. (lower left quadrant of the mouth, some tooth or other down there.)  Still, it does mean anesthetic.

I drive a long way to get to this dentist, but he is good.  The drive is worth it.

Tired now.  Gotta nap.  Then, workout and a legislative committee conference call.

Sausage Before It’s In The Casing

Imbolc    Waxing Moon of Winds

Spent a little time today seeing sausage made.   Example:  A representative of the Corn Growers Association said,  “When I’m trying to sell my wife on something, I don’t give her all the facts.  I wait until she’s already bought in to the idea.  I hope that’s not what’s happening with this legislation.”

Another example:  One representative said, “You ought to apologize to all of us.  You ought to apologize to Mr. (the corn growers representative.).  You didn’t give us all the letter from which you just quoted.”  Guess you had to be there.  This was said in a tone of voice similar to, “Johnny, share your truck.  You have to learn to play well with others.”

I sat there with my netbook on my lap, trying to take it down using a key board.  I think I’ll try a note pad.  I’m not fluent enough with the keyboard to match my thought process as I take in dialogue and try to get the essence.  And I’m pretty good on the keyboard.  That touch typing class when I was 17.

Kate came home tonight feeling better.  The TENS unit helps, at least to some extent.  yeah.

Living In An Abstract World

Imbolc           Waxing Moon of Winds

Oh, geez, as we might say here in Minnesota.  Got a phone call from my dentist’s office this morning asking me if I remembered my appointment.  No, I didn’t.  I said, “I’m just sitting here.”  The receptionist laughed and we rescheduled.  This is the second missed appointment in a month, including my showing up for a 10:00 o’clock tour at 10:45.

I know what’s going on right now.  I’m deep in research for my American Identity presentation at Groveland on the 15th, researching my first Asmat art tour for this Friday and running fast to keep up with the changing legsilative fortunes of the Sierra Club legislation.  The research and the Sierra Club/Star-Tribune blogs occupy all of my attention.

That makes me very happy because I love research and I love opportunities to turn around and share the results, which all of these instance allow me, but it also means I’m living in an abstract world that often fails to read the calendar. Oh, my.

Gotta do something about this, but what?  Let me see, if I read something about it?

Snow, Snow, Snow

Imbolc        New Moon (Moon of Winds)

The winds continue to blow, now driving a heavy snow.  The winds come straight out of the north with gusts ranging as high as 16 mph.

I’m not going to either the MIA (Maya lecture) or the capitol (Clean Cars hearing) in favor of staying home and working on the blog while the snow piles up.  Sometimes the distance and a lack of four wheel drive add up to remaining in place.

My energy level and my sense of well-being began to increase dramatically at the end of last week, either the end of a mild virus or the hangover from the vertigo/nausea fun of the previous week.  It feels so much better to feel so much better.

In a bit I’m going to dive into Obama’s first budget message to congress.  I have it on a pdf file.