2012.05.09 _ 29

Over the hilltops,
Silence,
Among all the treetops
You feel hardly
A breath moving.
The birds fall silent in the woods.
Simply wait! Soon
you too will be silent.

Goethe

Great gig. Good exercise. My daughter has a boyfriend who's a talented musician and a wonderful human being. Photo.

And later, karuna-metta meditation... forgot to mention! edited 13:31, 10 May 2012

A week old baby stretches its hand out towards its mothers face.. But that is our conceptual description of the event. The baby doesn't know what stretching out means or what a hand is or what mothers face is because it hasn't learned that yet. But the action still gets accomplished. Reminds me of that quote from 'Incognito.'

'Although we are dependent on the functioning of the brain for our inner lives, it runs its own show. Most of its operations are above the security clearance of the conscious mind. The 'I' simply has no right of entry. Your consciousness is like a tiny stowaway on a transatlantic steamship, taking credit for the journey without acknowledging the massive engineering underfoot.'

Eagleman, David (2011-04-07). Incognito: The Secret Lives of The Brain (p. 4). Canongate Books. Kindle Edition.

"Where I Hide: Ordinary Space, Available Light"

A poem I memorized in high school and still one of my favorites:

"There Will Come Soft Rains"

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum-trees in tremulous white.

Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone.

~Sara Teasdale

http://hermitdog.com/99-Days/5-9-2012.jpg edited 20:56, 9 May 2012