“Don’t immediately try to make meaning or be practical. Truthfully, how practical is life anyway? All our work, and death is the final result? So let’s enjoy the unfolding shape, the elemental, organic delight and agony of it all.” ~ Natalie Goldberg
“The foundation of reverence is this perception, that the present holds within itself the complete sum of existence, backwards and forwards, that whole amplitude of time, which is eternity.” ~ Alfred North Whitehead
It occurred to me that I have not heard coyotes in a while. I know there are pups out there, with parents and pack mates in attendance. Springtime. Jupiter sits low on the western horizon. The egg-shaped moon stands on end, casting that famous silvery light all about. There is a haze as well, making the stars into pale reminders of the wonders over there. Even though my mood is darkly pointed I also feel a sense of wonder, which I cherish, and a simmering anticipation, a Spring Fever sort of anticipation, a good one. After three days of feeling low as low can go I feel somewhat breathless. It wasn’t really that low. This I know. When the moods shift, as they will, it is patently unwise to pin them down, or try to, because to give credence to some passing thing, to make it into something new when in fact it is the same old story, there will only be confusion where there could well be hope. Depression carries within it a feeling of hopelessness; powerlessness, repressed, fermenting anger, a false sense of disbelief. As for me I am going with the Spring Fever thing. It just feels like a good time to have a good time. There is a lot of laughter where I work. Laughter is a fine foundation for . . . ummm, where was I going with that? I should keep it short today; this blog post, I mean. I’m scratching my head over the comment left on yesterday’s post. I tried to follow the links provided, that should have led to whoever posted the comment. But those links led nowhere. To that commentator, however anonymous you may remain, I can only tell you that you made me smile. Ya know, I think I know who you are. Do you have tattoos? Nah, never mind. Remain hidden. But I do thank you for reading here at EyeYotee blog. I thank all of my readers! I am most grateful for what we all do here. What we have is intersubjectivity, inter-relational wonder. This is not just about my writing, just as it was actually about the cats, back when I worked at the animal shelter. We all see things differently, right? Yeah, I think so. Note that I am beginning to ramble here. I’m feeling pretty casual this morning. I like that.
Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.