Wednesday Sep 13, 2006

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on my back gazing up at a glittering sun through a spreading maple tree. perched on the edge of Autumn, the tidal seasonal shift in the air.

the Plaza fills with laughing children & lunch seekers, while I pass in and out of consciousness spread-eagled on the raised grassy median

contemplating the seasons of my life

this new season which has risen in my being like the sea feeling the call of the moon - and me swimming with the current, wondering where it will take me

giving myself to Nature

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more on what's to be found on the Hudson Riverpath near Albany:

lovers and thieves

I leave my bike discreetly hidden by a bridge escarpment (as I always do) and walk up the hill to Troy, NY - only to discover upon my return that my bike (though locked to itself with one of those hefty u-locks) has been handled roughly, and indeed my mini bike pump attached to the frame has been ripped off

I'm reminded of a famous existential philosopher (this is a reference to a scene in the movie Waking Life) who upon being struck by a car - gasps in a ditch by the side of the road, thinking "at last something is happening to me!

all part of the violence of social living (which I celebrate)

(unfortunatly I don't re-call the name of the philosopher)
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lassie:
That response that I've tried to work up for you--it came out as my latest journal entry. But, yes, having and raising children, or child, is the purest joy I've known, and so completely unexpected. Until I was 30, I was positive I did not want any children. I ended up researching the question, though, and was convinced by my "try everything once" philosophy. Even while I was pregnant I was ambivalent, but you always remember that first look into your child's eyes. The memory will stop you dead in your tracks. It may be a trick of nature to protect the genetic investment, but it is a pretty good trick. And pair-bonding is the only real way we've figured out for raising young. Very hard on everyone involved to do that sort of thing alone. I guess the best living arrangement is to pair bond and have lots of affairs on the side, ya know?

The warmth in the societal acceptance of marriage--that does fade away as a sufficient motivation. It drives the wedding and even, to some extent, the birth of children, but after about 10 years it ceases to mean anything or drive any particular feelings. At least for me that was the case.

Hope you had a good weekend. I first typed "god weekend." Well, hope you had that too, I suppose.
miranda:
Everytime I read your comments on my journal I smile and feel warm inside. You certainly have a beautiful way with words. So I humbly thank you for the nice words and compilents, once again.

I'm sending warm thoughts and rays of autumn sun your way.

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