Alaska

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Saturday, July 24, 2010

It Has to be Somethin' Koo, Kinda Krazy.

It Has to be Somethin' Koo, Kinda Krazy.

Paula was an aspiring writer. She had a few little things published, and of course, thirsted for more. For what, she really didn't know. Paula knew for certain that she would write the "Harry Potter" of the Northwest. Her friend Carry said "And we want you to!" There was of course the illusion that she was on unemployment, and there was some sort of Depression going on. It was amusing to her how there was a buzz that this was a Recession. But really, this is the Depression of 2010. It would take a lot to really feel like the depression as it was in 30's. For the difference is in accordance with enlightenment. Just as a piano scale, we start at a low note and progressively go higher, we grow, and learn, and improve until... Bamm we hit a bottom. It was great though on the way up, a little ego building "I can do this, I"ve found my style, I know now what works for me. Wow, it is such a beautiful life, such a 'guru moment.'" Then, numerous challenges arise. And, any one of the infinite negative responses may ensue to where a bottom has been hit, but it is higher than the last "low note." Kinda brings a different meaning to the term "a new low."

We'll this society has done just that, it's raised itself in technology, raised in organizations and funds available, raised in conscienceness to where our fall has left us just a little higher. And so, a generation or so from now will talk of the Depression of 2010, and how we lived in denial and thought it was a recession. We had our cyclic 'Guru Moment,' fell, and am building back up. So, how to get out of this?

The money is out there, it is just the peicing together of words to attract the buyer who will find value in it and enjoy reading it. And what to write about. Paula was sure that if her writing tended toward Jane Austen, there would be someone from the village who would say "Duuu...she's trying to act like a 'White Girl'." Although she started her literary career writing about Native life, non-fiction, did it always have to stay in that vein. It was fun having a variety of Euro blood, it gave a girl a chance to say "Oh my god, my great-grandfather came from England, I wander if our family and Jane Austen's ever met?" There were so many interests pulling at Paula, it was just a matter of deciding which way to go.

The popular message is to "follow your bliss," "do what you love," "let your work be your vacation." Messages like this seems to keep echoing down the ages. But how many actually try it out.

Paula's son Christopher walked in. "How's the job search?" Knowing that when he was doing job searches, he would go in there (the net), made his three searches and get out. But his mother would take hours. She didn't like searching and would start each day with a game of spider solitare, just to relax before diving in you know.

"Terrible!" As she finished putting a few touches on her latest blog. It was suppose to be a scholarly, literature, "gonna be a big writer" blog, but it turned out to be a spot to throw in odds and ends.

"Well... back to the real world!"


She closed down the page, and started on her job search... again.

Monday, July 19, 2010

The LIGHT


The LIGHT


We send Light to the humankind, the animals, and the earth. So, where does that bring us, what happens. Evolution is chaos.


Crows that find pleasure in walking across the street. Macaws walking on the road, playing chicken with oncoming cars. The flies that adapt at lightning speed, from the fumbling newbie jerkly attempting to move about, to the one that is now dive bombing you, after you had finally successfully "got one" and was just now cleaning it off of the monitor. "You killed my brother!" comes the intensity of the dive bomber.


When the Normandy Rats landed at the shores of Haida Gwaii, did they have any potlatches as the wealth of the land and lack of predators led to an enlarging of this new tribe. As this the wealth of the tribe increased and families increased and spread across the abundant land. The beginning of their myth, coinciding with the take over of the island.


What songs are sung as the termite moves into a house? As the patterns and communications between animals become more noticable, it will take the world by storm. There will be a thesis on the aerial dance of crows flying in from all areas in order to weave in and out, following one way then another, for a near 1/2 hour performance prior to finding their way to their roost. Tiny tracker/microphones will be attached to some, as the amazing discovery of play, songs, conversation and courting are recorded.


The Light is being received!
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