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The Way Water Runs Down A Mountain

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Just got word that the temperature in Minnesota is -13.  Well, now.  That’s different than the 73 and sunny here.

Mario says the traffic in Bangkok bugs him, too.  Traffic in Bangkok is like rain on Mt. Wai’aleale, there’s always too much for most of us.  If I didn’t blame myself, I’d blame Bangkok traffic for my ruptured Achilles.

Am reaching a new place, hope I find that it sticks.  My goal is to have no goal.  My ambition is to have no ambition.  I want to follow the flow of the chi in my life, go with it wherever it runs, let life lead life. 

Alan Watts has this book, The Watercourse Way.  I mentioned it yesterday.  The tao is the movement of heaven and the movement of heaven, exhibited in temporary conditions surrounding us, is th way.  As we adapt ourselves to it, we blend with the season, the hour of the day, the time in our life, and other circumstances in which we find ourselves.  This the way water runs down a mountain to the sea.

Our life is a mountain stream.  At the headwaters it is full of energy and rushes quickly over the rocks and around the bends, as it gets closer to the ocean its bed widens and it travels more slowly around the bends until, spent, it merges with the ocean, our mother and our primal home.

Also, the waves do not quit.  They keep coming back, sometimes stronger, sometimes weaker, but always there, always caressing the shore.   The wave is the ocean  as lover, stroking the flanks of Gaia.  It is this persistent loving that the Hawai’ans have named Aloha.  It is a condition to which we can conform ourselves.  Perhaps it is not temporary.

Another, slower workout today, this time toward Poipu.  As I hiked, there were whales at play, a couple breaching.  They come here for the reasons many tourists do, warm water and sex.

Cinema and Television, General, Politics, World History

Ten Thousand Schools

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                  Waning Crescent of the Winter Moon

Saw Scarlet Johanssen talking to a group of Minnesota students tonight.  She’s pushing Barrack.  The political firestorm that will sweep the nation tomorrow will have a brushfire here in the Minnesota caucuses.  It remains to be seen whether a strong youth turnout for primaries and caucuses will  translate into votes in November, but I find the youth surge a hopeful phenomenon.  Maybe we’re getting back to a situation where the politics of compassion, not compassionate conservatism, and the politics of economic justice, not unjust foreign policy will prevail.  It’s got my vote.

The snow petered out, a dusting only after the vigor of the mid-morning.  Things did get freshened up.

Watched an anime on the Science Fiction Channel.  Saw why Miyazaki is considered an anime god.  This stuff is much more slapdash, also has a slasher feel to it without the grace of the samurai or wu shu movies like Crouching Tiger. 

I seem to find myself digging deeper and deeper into ancient China, especially the Warring States period when Taoism, Confucianism and Legalism plus many others–the Ten Thousand Schools–emerged.  It is also the time of the Qin unification and Qin Shi Huang Di fascinates me.  After the Qin the Han dynasty began and lasted for four hundred years or so, one of the first golden ages of China.  Later, the Tang, Song, and Ming dynasties would, each in their own time and in their own way, count as golden ages, too.

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Giants Walk the Land Tonight

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                Waning Crescent of the Winter Moon

OK.  Here’s why I like football.  To the best of my knowledge it has no script.  That means from time to time unexpected and amazing things happen right before my eyes.  Like this Superbowl game.  Close down to the last minute, literally.  The undergods, as I called them earlier, came through.  The overgods, the Patriots, lost in a classic tragic performance, perfect, yet, in the end flawed enough to lose.  The moment when momentum changes races my heart.  Sudden turn arounds can sink my feelings.  Vicarious, yes.  But a hell of a lot of fun.

There is, too, the athletic performances.  Even in a loss Randy Moss looks like a ballet dancer.  Eli Manning stayed cool.  The Giants defense kept it up all game long, pressure pressure pressure on Brady.  Then, the intellectual game with co-ordinators for defense and offense, coaches managing the game.  This defense against that offense.  The game works on many different levels.

Yes, it is brutal.  Even violent.  Yes, it produces maimed and sometimes demented athletes at the end of their careers.  These are not things to celebrate.  Yet, they are products of conscious choices by adults.  I hope the affect of the high impact, sudden stop violence of the game will diminish through better equipment, different rules.  I know the disabled players, like disabled persons in every area of life, deserve a decent life. 

But for tonight, for this game, it was a super bowl game, one for the history books.

General, Travel

Braised Shortribs

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               Waning Crescent of the Winter Moon

Made braised shortribs in the slowcooker this  morning.  They should be done soon.  Not our usual fare these days, but we plan to eat a small meal from them and take the rest to the neighbors I spoke about yesterday.

Began sorting out packing chores for Dwellin in the Wood and Hawaii.  Kate will take clothes and a few other items for me; I will take the computer, DVD player, meds, books and files to read on the plane.  Not quite finished, but I’ve chosen my bag and have much of it done.

Tomorrow I’m going to head over to REI and by a pair walking shoes designed for back country trails.  Then, later in the day, along with 1 billion people or so, I plan to watch the superbowl.  I’ll work on my hour long presentation for the retreat during the timeouts and commercials.

General

Watch My Heartbeats

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          Waning Crescent of the Winter Moon

A light snow has begun to fall though we don’t have snow in the forecast.  A good three inches of snow would be good about now.  A freshening.

Yesterday evening I had begun to feel adrift, purposeless.  This sometimes happens to me after a productive time, when I slow down the engine keeps racing for a while.  Need one of those fans that cools the engine after the ignition’s turned off.

This morning, rested and fed, I know I have plenty to do.  There’s always that novel to write and stories to market.  The vegetable planning needs to move forward a few more steps.  I can always study Chinese characters, read Taoism or plow into one of the Asian art books I have.

Something I need to do sooner is prepare an hour’s worth of presentation for the Woolly Retreat next week, though I suppose I could do that during my day at Dwelling in the Woods ahead of the others. 

This morning Kate and I have a family business meeting, an every Thursday thing, and I have some errands to run.  Meds and a new battery for my Polartech watch.  The watch gives me my heartbeat during aerobic workouts, hard to do them without it.

Art and Culture, General, Travel

Security as the Museum’s Id

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             Waning Gibbous Winter Moon

At the MIA I picked up my old security badge with the grinning face and a patch of remnant frontal hair which looked like a soft, brown green at the 1st hole.  This earned me admission to the basement, the haunt of the security guards.  I went in the basement to get my picture taken because the badges are, after all, a security concern, relegated to the basement, or id level of the museum.  This is the instinctive, protective part of the museum’s body; it strikes without forethought to protect art, then vitrines, cases and stands.  In a pinch they will protect people, too, but mostly it’s about the art.   Makes sense.  After all, the guy didn’t come in and sit on a patron; no, he chose the $500,000 Ming dynasty chair. (Now worth $750,000 after renovation)

Anyhow, I went down the stairs.  On the left was the guards lounge with the artistic funky furniture and guard art on the wall.  On the right was the photo shop.  On the wall next to its door was an old museum sign in bronze, perhaps 3 feet high and 18 inches wide.  It gave the hours and days of the museum.  So, the basement is also where old signage goes to live after its working life is over.

Once inside, more guard art on the walls, there were those little light reflecting umbrellas that photographers use, plus a tilted white board at desk level in front of the stool.  Pauline? had a Canon SLR digital on a tripod.  She took three shots:  I smiled broadly, quirkily, and deadpan. 

“I’ll leave it to you to choose the most winning one,” I said and left the basement.

 Back here at home I’ve also begun my attempt to learn Chinese characters on my own, with the aid of softwared I bought a while back.  Over the  years I’ve tried to learn Welsh, Spanish, German and Greek.  I have some Latin and some French.  Languages are not my long suit, but I keep sticking my head back in the stocks every few years.   Part of me is ashamed I’ve never learned another language.  No, make that all of me.  Very ethnocentric and gauche American.

General, Politics

A Richard Nixon Dream

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           Waning Gibbous Winter Moon

“The right moment for starting on your next job is not tomorrow or next week; it is instanter, or in the American idiom, ‘right now.’ ” – Arnold Toynbee

A long time ago I read how Arnold Toynbee worked when writing his history of the world.  He did the research in the morning and early afternoon, then wrote into the evening.  You’d have to be pretty organized to have the right material handy, but it does cut down on short term memory loss.

Forgot to mention here that I had a Richard Nixon dream last night.  I spent several dream hours chasing, catching, securing and locking away old Tricky Dick.  Have no idea what that was about, but it did have a recurring theme:  I’m in a hotel, it’s check out time and I’m not gonna make it.  Have no idea what that’s about either.  It did occur to me that Nixon has entered the national bank of archetypes.  He’s the all purpose bad guy, the psychopath who made it to the Big House.  It felt good defeating him.  Maybe that was the point.

Off to the MIA today to get my photo taken for a new security badge.  I need to do this since the last time I had one was in 2001, when I still had hair.

General

A Pale Orange Orb

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                        Full Winter Moon

The moon hung low on horizon as I came home from the grocery store, a pale orange orb occluded by dirty gray clouds.  It gave off the aura of Samain in the depths of late January.  As often happens with the moon, I felt a pinch of privilege; I saw this and felt it.  A privilege we all share, if only we look up at the sky instead of down at our feet.

Back to Ultimate Electronics to pick up my Blu-Ray player.  I traded in the HD player when Warner Brothers announced they were going with Blu-Ray. Now I have to hook it up.

Worked out in shorts yesterday and it was the first time in years I can recall fitting into the collection of shorts I gathered before I began bulking out.  A proud moment.

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Sunny and Cold

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              Waxing Gibbous Winter Moon

We hit -18 at 7 AM this morning.  Sleep comes easy when the nights are cold.  We have down duvets that adjust without the need for extra blankets or wiring.  The day is clear and bright, though the outdoors has a certain foreboding at this temperature; cold weather can kill you and it wouldn’t take long.

Having said that I’m inside, warm and looking outside.  Today I hope to finish my work on the religious influence on contemporary art piece I have to do for the docent book club in March.  I want to get off an object list, book recommendation and an essay or two for advanced reading along with a series of questions/observations.

Kate and I will have our money meeting this AM, made much easier by her recent earnings and deferred compensation.  We’re going to have to get another TV (darn) because the workout TV has developed a wavy line pattern that annoys big time.  This means we’ll be all HD all the time, at least when we have HD programming.

Annie’s coming up today and will get our old Sony and the DVD player that goes with it.  It’s a fine TV and never gave us any trouble, though we bought it in 1994.  TV’s last a long time these days, so spending a good bit on one is not quite as illogical as it may seem.

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Clear, Bright and Cold

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            Waxing Gibbous Crescent Moon

Busy day so far.  Rechecking and reading questions for the highlights tour and the Asia tour tomorrow.  Editing and revising a very short article for the Muse on poetry and touring.  Beginning to tease out some graphics for my discussion session on whatever happened to religion’s influence in art?

Got a note today from Headwaters Parish, reminding me of my April 13th date with them and requesting more info.  Have to get a topic to them soon.  I’ll probably go with either some version of  the Transcendentalist presentation I plan to give at Groveland in March or a version of the religious influence in contemporary art.  I might, however, choose something completely different.

The day is clear, bright and cold.  Saturday looks like it will be quite chilly, at least -14, probably colder up here in the northern suburbs.