The Glow of Humanity

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“Advice? I don’t have advice. Stop aspiring and start writing. If you’re writing, you’re a writer. Write like you’re a goddamn death row inmate and the governor is out of the country and there’s no chance for a pardon. Write like you’re clinging to the edge of a cliff, white knuckles, on your last breath, and you’ve got just one last thing to say, like you’re a bird flying over us and you can see everything, and please, for God’s sake, tell us something that will save us from ourselves. Take a deep breath and tell us your deepest, darkest secret, so we can wipe our brow and know that we’re not alone. Write like you have a message from the king. Or don’t. Who knows, maybe you’re one of the lucky ones who doesn’t have to.”  ~  Alan Watts

There’s not much time. But I did it to myself. I was nearly immersed in reading all about the Presidential election campaigns when I noticed what I was doing and sighed our a big ole WTF. And the world became a safer place, if only by degree. This does not, in any kind of effective way, mean that I detach myself from the bovine feces being flung about so casually. Learn to duck. Pretty basic stuff. I still Support Bernie, but my way is to watch him shine. I’ll not post supportive things on Facebook; dude shines, I mean come on now, he may not win, and I will definitely, without losing a step, support Hillary. I saw her on Jimmy Kimmel recently and it was priceless. He gave her a good demonstration of mansplaining  in regards to her overall activity and expression while giving a speech. Although it was a sketch, comedy, you could see her getting all ruffled and stuff. Her feathers came up like a tom turkey bracing against the cold. It was priceless, but she eventually got the gist and eased into being part of the sketch rather than a victim. Sweet. Jimmy Kimmel is a master.

Our opening photograph is of a dog, wolf, whatever, I came across out on the mesa one day, a couple of years ago, and this animal really gave me cause to pause and wonder. I was walking (hiking seems so formal a word) out on an old cart trail, along slightly rolling sage forest land. I’m up on a rise, moving toward the downhill and I see something hauling ass, coming down the next rise before me. Instinct kicked in so I grabbed my walking stick more firmly and lifted it from the ground, not thinking really, just doing the animal dance. I could see it was canine, but instead of a doggie fast trot this thing was hunkered down near the earth, loping along a shallow sine wave pattern, and hauling ass! I had no time to run, nor any inclination to do so. The point of contact was inevitable, so I eased into the fact that I was huffing alarm and ready for contact. As the dog approached I could finally see his eyes, which locked-in with mine. He did not slow down as he neared me, nor did he as he passed right by me without slowing down at all. He gave me a little glance, full of animal wisdom, as he passed. He was fucking with me. I smiled. Stunned only briefly I removed my camera from the belt pack and turned to watch him run along, hoping maybe to snatch a photo. As I raised the camera to snap a shot he stopped, and turned, and gave me a gift. I gasped as I clicked the button and got the shot, and I thought, “dude shines!”.

Gotta get on to my day. The sinus infection is – oh, did I tell you I have a sinus infection? I went to Urgent Care yesterday. I let it go too long so my head and the good judgement it contains at times is under siege. But reinforcements are fighting back. Doxycycline. The real treasure from my visit with the lovely Nurse Practitioner was that as she headed to the exam room where I waited her laptop gave a prompt that basically said ‘if you don’t plug me in to recharge you will be shit out of luck’. So she did the examination with no computer. I got a realtime one-on-one, just like in the old days. Not some educated person inputting data throughout the whole examination. She actually connected, we connected, and I got more of a healing feeling than I have in a long time. Two people, not just conversing and shuffling data. We were two people addressing an element of reality, which happened to be the beleaguered condition of my sinuses, and the glow of humanity within that tiny exam room was palpable. The more shine the better. And now, I had better go shower. I still feel like shit but I can feel the meds working. And on we go.

Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.


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