A Special Moment in Time

A special moment of time is truly upon us:

On Wednesday of this week, at two minutes and three seconds after 1:00 in the morning, the time and date will be: 01:02:03 04.05.06

This will never ever happen again - Live It.

Cannot be Said

'Love is that that never sleeps,
nor even rests, nor stays
for long with those that do.

Love is language
that cannot be said,
or heard'

Rumi

A new albino yeti? What the crab for?

It looks like we have a new friend on the global scene: this is the Yeti Crab - Kiwa hirsuta - Until last year, no one even knew he existed.

Yeti crabs live next to the volcanic vents 7,500 feet beneath the surface, 900 miles south of Easter Island, and they're pretty weird and mysterious creatures: they're blind, albino, only distantly related to other lobsters and crabs and we don't actually know how they manage to survive where they live:

check out this BBC article :

I'm sure soon we'll be finding the Yeti Crab in shop windows as the new must have stuffed toy...

Yeti for dinner anyone??

Uxorious

I've just learnt that 'uxorious' means: excessively fond of or submissive to a wife.

Is to be excessively fond of a wife the same as to be submissive?

Is it detrimental to be excessivley fond??

I wonder...

Just wanted to say

Just wanted to say:

"Keep walking, though there's no place to get to.
Don't try to see through the distances.
That's not for human beings. Move within,
but don't move the way fear makes you move."

Mevlana

Odd feeling

I just thought it was interesting that, according to today's 'Dictionary word of the day' that arrives daily into my inbox:

crapulous = sick from, or marked by, excessive drinking.

Is anyone feeling crapulous today?

The snowy journey

This morning the clear blue skies and the sun against the snow compelled me to drop all work and enter the snowy fields... walking with no thoughts... just fresh breath being breathed like golden icy air into my cells... and I wandered on...



The tree welcomed me, as it danced with the sun's rays between its bleak yet resilient branches... I spy, with my little eye, something beginning with... and I wandered on...



A family of trees waved in the distance as if encouraging me on... silently they spoke of histories, of seasons like wisdom generations, the swing and sway of events...and I wandered on...



Everywhere was a blanket of snow, covering all like a lover veils the dirt from their eyes, not wanting to see anything but the shine... the glorious shine... and I was alone, yet was not alone...and I wandered on...



The road taken seemed straight, yet it was not easy: it was slippery, it tempted me away onto softer snow, onto easier snow: should I leave the road I had chosen? I saw a gap in the fence - was this shortcut beckoning me? Teasing me? Oh, how so easy...yet so difficult to turn away... yet I did not...and I wandered on...



Until I finally saw my way home...

Bring on the journey. Bring on the Love. Amen...

and I wandered on...

Riding

I'm riding through the wind now, riding through the wind.

It's blowing in my ears.

There is nothing to lose now, nothing to lose:

except everything.

Bless our redundancy. Bless the loss.

Endless Sun

The sun comes a long way
To give us
A touch of its ray:

And it shines for no reward
Other than to give.

Endlessly and unconditionally
It shines forth.

Rarely do we give thanks
Or turn our heads sunwards.

We used to do this, in the
Days of our remembrance.

As sons and daughters we are cared
for continually; even as we whimper.

Merciful Father, compassionate globe;
Our endless sun.


10.51
26.2.06

It's time to change the world

The wonderful site Worldchanging presents issues on changing the world - from environmental sustainability, emerging technologies, molecular engineering, civil participation... as they state on their site:

'Worldchanging shows us a different world - the future we could create. A bright green future, a sustainable, prosperous, dynamic future for all. On a planet full of problems, Worldchanging calls attention to solutions, illuminating tools, models and ideas for building that future.

We have a choice to make. We can build a future of green products and industry, renewable energy and leapfrogging technologies, clean water and fresh air, livable cities and healthy children. Or we can have another kind of world'

To see a slide show of some thoughtful world pictures - go here - and view the slides (choose your format - I would recommend windows media as it downloads without crashing).

Secrets need expressing

Again, I pop over to visit the PostSecret site, and am moved by all the expressions, confessions, revelations, and admitions...

This is the week of Valentine: despite it being a commercial exploitation, it is also a time where emotions are expressed.... and PostSecret has its share.

I wrote this poem a few years previously: perhaps now is a suitable time for a re-surface:

ST. VALENTINE’S DAY



St. Valentine’s Day
Is a great day
For lovers:

But why one day
When we have
Every day for this?


10.30pm
14.2.98

A Beautiful Reflection

I always remember the lines,

'Let us go now, you and I,
as the evening spreads out against the sky,
like a patient etherised upon a table'

Of course I paraphrase, I hope its correct:

T.S. Eliot - 'The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock'

I taught this poem to students for 2 years whilst teaching English literature in
Istanbul, Turkey....

...remembering also how the poem ends...

'I should have been a pair of ragged claws,
skuttling across the floors of silent seas'

...'I grow old, I grow old,
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled'

In the years that live me, I shall never fear the growing old.

I shall embrace. It is the beauty of experience.
No experience is universal.
It is lived within us like a myriad of mirrors.

Humanity is like a room full of mirrors:

I hope we form a beautiful reflection.

Every thought etched in fire

There is a line from Mikhail Naimy's 'The Book of Mirdad' that resonates with what has been said many times in different ways...and yet never seems to lose its truth:

'So think as if your every thought were to be etched in fire upon the sky for all and everything to see. And so, in truth, it is. So do as if your every deed were to recoil upon your heads. And so, in truth, it does.'

Every thought and act is remembered, and has an effect. Nothing exists in a vacuum.

We can be the creators of our own future.

Love is the Law, Love under Will

A sleepy golden storm

There is a past, a present, and a future - always


"I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye."