I was preparing notes yesterday for the Eco-Ethics class and used the concept of tree rings as a way of telling a story. This lovely haiku popped up this morning with the same thought. In my journal, I wrote that the concept of “entanglement” from quantum physics might be a key to understanding what connects us in the virtual world. What ways do actions in one place influence seemingly unconnected people elsewhere?
Monthly Archives: October 2013
Mud-luscious – Ligo Haibun Challenge
It has been a slow start to the day due to slow Wifi. Please enjoy this blog and its posts. It is always interesting to learn what an elephant cannot do. I think it can play in the mud.
AnElephantCant do this week’s Haibun
So he relates a true tale from long long ago
It has way too many words
So he apologises in verse
And he understands if you just don’t want to know
Travelling all week.
Apologies.
The Haibun Ligo Challenge is a weekly event hosted by Nightlake and the Pirate.
Visit them for all the guidelines and background.
This week’s chosen prompt is:
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful – E.E. Cummings
Nearly Five
I spend every Monday with my grandson.
I spent this Monday with my grandson.
He was excited because Tuesday was his birthday.
He would be 5!
Five years old.
‘Grandpa Brian’, he said.
‘Do you want to come to my party’, he asked me.
‘You can come if you want to’.
‘I’d love to come’, I said, ‘Nothing would make me happier’.
‘That’s good’. He smiled.
People who are nearly five smile…
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Making Contact
I spent most of the last two days working on a course paper about leadership and hospitality particularly as the latter may or may not occur in digital settings. It was interesting, but reciprocity and trust are critical in community building. They emerge out of hosting one another and making contact in some real way.
Virginia Satir, a psychologist and poet wrote this poem about the need to reach and touch one another in relationships. We create meaning through meaningful contact. It is easier to build community in face-to-face settings, but not impossible in virtual settings.
I believe
The greatest gift
I can conceive of having
from anyone
is
to be seen by them,
heard by them,
to be understood
and touched by them.
The greatest gift
I can give
is
to see, hear, understand
and to touch
another person.
When that is done
I feel
contact has been made.
Poetry and Trees
They are also home to squirrels. Yesterday, as I walked back from the library, I saw a young man chasing a squirrel. I seemed the squirrel saw it as a game. It was almost like a dog and boy playing as they went around the tree first one way and then the other. Finally, the squirrel went up the tree far enough that he could not be reached and looked back down.
October is national poetry month in Great Britain. Other countries celebrate in different months. Let’s share this one throughout the world with a whimsical poem from an American poet who lost his life in France during World War I.
Join me, please, in celebrating harmony …in poets, people, and countries.
Enjoy!
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harvesting happiness
It is in the ordinary we find the extraordinary – Thich Nhat Hanh
“Happiness is the harvest of a quiet eye.”–Austin O’Malley
Special thanks to our deliriously happy chipmunk visitor
and
Wishes of joy to all!
ivonprefontaine
Teacher as Transformer 