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While our germinating hearts lie fallow with the buried roots, all around us the fields follow the waning half moon.
Outside, insects buzz the familiar OM of summer. Lizards hunt the crickets on the patio, and then Pizano, the raptor roadrunner, hunts the lizards. The north facing chimes are silent, and the ones on the patio with the southern exposure begin to tinkle their Asian moods. Even indoors, Tagg’s winter coat sheds.
Seasons care not for the preoccupations of bipeds. When we drop our wooden masks of joy or anguish, and turn our electronic gaze beyond the eaves of whatever shelter we have created for ourselves, we find the same ancient pace and rhythm of our star-based Rube Goldberg reflected in the plants and animals that obey the same ancient laws as the waves pounding eternal shores. It is always there, just behind the fitful or flowery words of busy minds.
We are as noble and free as the hawk, and often, just as hoodwinked.
In Reply to: Ancient Pace posted by Jim H. [1652.14] on May 12, 2004 at 07:35:58:
Is that you... Jim Henson?
If the seasons are such a chore, maybe we should all move to southern California and not be bothered by the changes that are so onerous.
Ron
In Reply to: Ancient Pace posted by Jim H. [1652.14] on May 12, 2004 at 07:35:58:
Wow, beautiful!
This ancient (and asian :)) pace is around me, too. The buzzing bugs, the lizard, the hawk. There are also lots of singing frogs, froglets, all sorts of wild flowers and birds, turkeys that can fly, and deer that like to give me that soulful gaze...
I like to think that this pace you describe is the heartbeat of mother earth, comforting and reassuring and nourishing all her children nestling on her chest, bugs, birds, beasts, bipeds.
Thanks you for that lovely string of pearls of words of spring! :)
In Reply to: Re: Ancient Pace posted by Ron [1928.81] on May 12, 2004 at 10:05:04:
Not Jim Henson. Jim Hare.
I didn't get the impression that the seasons are a "chore" from Jim's writing--not at all. What I got is quite the opposite: this "ancient pace" is what makes life possible and what makes life a pleasant experience. It is the very rhythm of life itself. THAT is what Jim is saying.
In Reply to: Re: Ancient Pace posted by arboreal bing [312.4] on May 12, 2004 at 11:18:02:
Thanks A.B.
We are cradled whether we know or care. A step into the wilderness (or just outdoors for that matter), and we enter the heritage from which we have strayed, and yadda, yadda, yadda. It's an old story.
It's the balance, Bing. A current trend in "No Child Left Behind" is emerging from the fact being presented by some faction of the "excellence in education" bunch, pointing out that adults spend almost all their time reading expository writing (as opposed to narrative)...what would you guess is coming next? Balance is in the balance.
Jim
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