“Everything we call real is made of things that cannot be regarded as real.” ~ Neils Bohr
“The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe about us the less taste we shall have for the destruction of our race. Wonder and humility are wholesome emotions, and they do not exist side by side with a lust for destruction.” ~ Rachel Carson
“Well, the way of paradoxes is the way of truth. To test reality we must see it on the tight rope. When the verities become acrobats, we can judge them.” ~ Oscar Wilde
“Events, once happened, lose reality, alter with a glance, a storm, a night. In time, the past never happened. But who could know? Who could know that the past is not as solid as this instant…” ~ Alan Lightman
Summer Solstice will have passed before lunchtime. First light has been rising for some time now. The actual sunrise is minutes away as I write this sentence. I will go out to take a gander at the sky and mountains and stuff. I will do this between this sentence and the next. There’s a lot of smoke in the air, from who knows where. An aura of dusky orange clings to the diffuse gray-blue of the mountain silhouette. Quite a beautiful sight, actually. The mountains, the smoke, and the dawn, are playing with the clear light of the Sun, and they will have a lot to play with as this is the longest day of the year. But enough of that. How about the Vitamin D? Who knew, right? Yeh buddy. The only thing from the report on my recent blood work that deviated from the norm was my Vitamin D level, which came in at 17. That’s way low. Just sayin’. But it is my lucky number, has been since 1984 – February 3rd, to be exact. Lucky me. That was the day of my fateful and maybe even fatal bicycle crash. Anyway . . . so here’s the thing: one dose of pharmaceutical grade vitamin D per week, for eight weeks, then over the counter after that. That dose of pharmaceutical grade comes in at 50,000 units. Yikes. Sounds like a nutritional blitzkrieg to me. About an hour ago I read a brief article at the Scientific American website, about the research that is suggesting that low levels of vitamin D can seriously impair cognitive functioning. Neurotransmitters and mental clarity. This not only scratches my itch for science it also might explain a lot about my brain adventures o’re these past many a long month. This is one of those things that I feel is best not analyzed, rather put in the cauldron to simmer. It’s a right-brain kind of thing that I do. Lately I have been thinking a lot about Jung, and the Shadow, and the wild ride that is synchronicity. Oh, not to mention the Trickster. So, would a blast of 50,000 units of Vitamin D (the co-pay was only 69cents!) effect a change overnight? It may be totally subjective but I say yes, yes it did. It made a difference. That is kinda sorta why I mentioned the Trickster. This is a Trickster puzzle if I ever saw one. See, I took 50,000 units of vitamin D late yesterday afternoon. I feel quite different this morning. Riddle me this: Is this difference subjective or objective? And my answer is yes, yes it is. But I just told you that, didn’t I? Whatever. I shall follow the lead of the Seasons to bid good cheer and bright blessings to Robin Goodfellow, the mischievous Puck, for tis Midsummer’s Day, and tonight shall come the dreams. Robin is most definitely a Trickster character in the Imaginal World. I don’t know, he makes me smile, that’s all. And he made me laugh as well when he was portrayed by Stanley Tucci in that one film adaptation of Willy Shakespeare’s play. So gods and demigods shall pepper my day to come. At the laundromat, at the optometrist, wherever. In fact, let’s just leave the gods out of this altogether and go with the demigods. Onward I go, and Robin Goodfellow’s message to you, is these things I do are more than mere symbols, more than a vitamin hallucination, they are me riding shotgun with Hermes and Coyote, coursing through the mundane world, far faster than Thought or Light, Tricksters, all of us. Every blessed one.
Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.