of myths and monsters

I am still trying to get my 15 minute thing done from yesterday :) I just my set the world's record for having the longest 15 minutes ever, but I am promising myself that I will do it after I post (maybe).


Yesterday did not go as planned. But sort of purposefully, you know what I mean? I left to go do something that was going to take 2 hours of my carefully crafted day. Mid two hours everything changed. The question that arose, not really the question but the opportunity that arose asked the question, would I change to?


Granted, I had plans and all, but I also, realistically in many ways, have a unique flexibility in my schedule. The only thing that would be effected would be my efforts to gain a little stronger financial footing but, you know, I haven't keeled over yet and I still have a roof over my head - I get by. And I have been squeaking by for months now so...what's another month?


So I changed to and stayed put. My two hours turned into 7.


And...


I was taught.


I was taught something in about the 5th hour that means more to me then anything.

I was taught that Howard Clinebell was right when he wrote that "the individual is a myth" and the most poisonous myth our modern society and cultures have adopted.  That we have made of man a monster in our efforts to create "individuals."


I was taught this because I was absolutely shown that we do not come into this world alone, and neither do we leave it alone. Which left me a bit shell shocked because so much of our philosophies our everything is based upon the belief that we start all this absolutely alone.


And that, categorically, is not true.


I also learned yesterday that there are some things I need in my life that I do not have because I did not know I needed them. And, if I need them then I can bet money on the fact that other people need them too.


SO I have been home, cleaning (sort of), getting some work done (sort of) and creating the thing that I wound up trying desperately to find/remember in hour six yesterday.


And....somewhere in hour 3 and 4 I began to write on the city of love again.

With pen and paper.

As it should be.


Hour six and ending on 7 expanded my idea of to what kind of situations one can apply the term "three ring circus."


:)


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