Below is a PDF excerpt to finish my thought on the Youtube video where I got cut off talking about the last time I saw…
Such as it is More or Less Walt Whitman (1819 – 1892) occupied a lot of my head space in the 90s. I read, re-read…
What I do know is this: if you’ve been something to somebody (s)he will grieve when you die. Grieve, I do. This part of life is bad, bad, bad grief, being the one left behind—the fear immobilizing. But, grief is not a choice.
In 17th Century New England a Puritan Woman, Mary Rowlandson, was captured and temporarily held prisoner by a a local indigenous tribe. But a dogma interpreted by men using a book, the Bible, to justify their onerous actions captivated Mary’s body and soul.
The fire keeping me awake this dark morning is on the peak of a mountain ridge across the Upper Ojai Valley in Southern California from where I sit on a deck that didn’t burn in the fire when it came through here.