What is it with time? Today, friday August 12 2005, is Day 18 on the Mayan calendar, a GAP day named Yellow Reflection Road. It is also the day that my friend Tim was born, 30 years ago. He died on February 13, six months ago tomorrow. So today I’ve been singing the songs he loved and shared with me, and remembering fondly the way we spent his birthday last summer: up in a treehouse with our friend Caryn, reading poems. He shared his mythology with us, his mystery with the sea. Then we let a lost dog walk us through the neighborhood. You learn someone when you go along on their birthday. A walk is different when the dog is deciding.
i began the poetica page on this site tonight. I’ll keep feeding this repository with complementary poetry as we go along here, and for this day, 2 offerings:
not a wilderness – one about penguins and grief that i wrote down today, and XV.returning home – a snippet from a long piece that i began in the wake of a trip down to california while Tim was getting ready to complete his journey.
Also, please check out the world peace calendar on the link to your right. I’m finding it to be a working synthesis of many systems – gregorian, mayan, tonal, numerology, astrology, ecology, runes, i ching, feng shui.
and quotes, like this one from Machiavelli:
“There is nothing more difficult to plan, more doubtful of success nor more dangerous to manage than the creation of a new system. For the initiator has the enmity of all who would profit by the preservation of the old system and merely lukewarm defenders in those who would gain by the new one.”
Certain frustrations continue to ring true. In tribute to Tim I bring this up because perhaps what got to him most was this frustration. I bring this up also because it is not true across the board, and because the folks offering “adventure in the rebirth of a Cosmic Culture…come along!” do not seem to be bound by this perspective’s limitations.
I’m ready for the proverbial new paradigm. And it has to do with Time.