Cringing while binging
on CNNs news happenings today.
I thought the world was going to end today while walking on a treadmill in the Rec center. Ridiculous reports, incredulous incidents, marvelous madness.
Finished reading Hesse's Siddartha today- reminded me of Coehlo's The Alchemist. Still mulling over what (to take) from the novel. How to make good on what I read, something like that.
Next book: Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver. Wonderful, true, jovial account of her family's switch to eating (only) organic, local grown and consumed food. Learning and relearning much info on genetic diversity, plants, American farmers, petroleum and fossil fuel consumption. Did you know that each item on your meal plate has travelled on average 1,500 miles? This makes me want to be almost Freegan (those "who employ alternative strategies for living based on limited participation in the conventional economy and minimal consumption of resources") aka not buying much, but raising-making everything that is ingested, worn, used etc. (http://www.freegan.info/).
Reciting gathas, breathing, listening to city sounds (searing sirens, chirping crosswalks, conversing car horns, water rushing through pipes in the apartment above, blasting rock music from the apartment next door, a sneeze, a yawn, a woman on a cell phone). Yes, St Louis, I hear you, I am growing into awareness in this Arched Midwestern milieu.
peace, shalom, salaam, shanti, paz, he ping, dohiyi, pace, hasiti, pax. tangible, real- you know?
Be it, word it. Expression through woven threads known as words.
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