Tuesday, January 10, 2006
And then it was winter...
within me there lay an invincible summer."
- Albert Camus
"In the depth of winter, I finally rejoiced
that I'm going to Mexico in February."
yes - there is a similar trend here right now. We are supposed to be in the middle of cold and snowy days, but the green grass is making an appearance.
So you are leaving for Mexico in February? Ah, how I envy you because I never made it there - and what a great time to go there...
Love that you have blended in this "poetic" post of yours - must do the same on my blog since too much cynicism flows through my blood these days. Maybe compassion and beauty will work on humans - as backing soda works on smelly carpets.
I'll give it a try!
Instead of going to Mexico, in February I will teach "world evolution" according to Steiner or rather Anthroposophy (something that might make you yawn again..) But I will try to give it my best to stimulate students to have their own thoughts and that they pursue research beyond limits of my own presentations.
So that's my quest for February.
Of Icy hexagons falling down.
On the carriage of manic depressive illness,
Running through that Canadian town..
Dimitri - for you a Haiku:
Dimitri the friend
Wisdom flies through waves on waves
Drift to open mind.
A interesting photo and warm and cosy as it looks I guess its not so easy to survive in the winter chill.
Last night I was speaking with old country friend who holidayed in Canada for 2 months last year. He described it to me as one of the best holiday experiences of his life.
I am looking forward to more photos of your beautiful country and learning more about aboriginal Canadians and your Metis ? peoples.
I think it must be hard at times to keep your thoughts on work, with the winter wonderland beckoning at your doorstep, yet as you said in an earlier posting winter also has it mild depressive side.
I understand Nelson might be a friendly community orientated lifestyle for its residents,old worldly and homely.
Is that the case ? .
Come visit - I'd be honoured to show you around...
And Chive envies you deeply, going to Mexico like that.
I envy you. I am really annoyed that this winter has been so warm in Ohio. November was very cold and snowy, and then just before Christmas it became warm and our snows have been brief and melt within a day or so. Grrrr... winter is supposed to be wintery dammit!
Enjoy Mexico! I know it was a shock to my system to go from Manzanillo to Montreal in two days! I didn't realize how much my blood had thinned out since I've been living in California. I was such a wimp about the cold in Montreal!
On your flight to Mexico, if you fly over Texas, give us a wave and a "hello, Worried American." Have a good one. PS: the next time you visit our blog please explain your symbol.Sorry, my curiosity has finally gotten the better of manners.
Lindsay writes poetry as well.
Have a wonderful time. I'll be thinking of you as I sit here in "sunny" CA.
used to live in Northeren Ontario - no bloody snow here the 3 winters I've seen - kids have almost forgot how to play outside in it....
and here is a poetic response to your post.... by my favourite poem and very often my inspiration...
Starlings in Winter
Chunky and noisy,
but with stars in their black feathers,
they spring from the telephone wire
they are acrobats
in the freezing wind.
And now, in the theater of air,
they swing over buildings,
dipping and rising;
they float like one stippled star
becomes for a moment fragmented,
then closes again;
and you watch
and you try
but you simply can’t imagine
how they do it
with no articulated instruction, no pause,
only the silent confirmation
that they are this notable thing,
this wheel of many parts, that can rise and spin
over and over again,
full of gorgeous life.
Ah, world, what lessons you prepare for us,
even in the leafless winter,
even in the ashy city.
I am thinking now
of grief, and of getting past it;
I feel my boots
trying to leave the ground,
I feel my heart
pumping hard. I want
to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings.
~ Mary Oliver
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