In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Thirst Day in Wonderland 

Couldn't think of another title for this post. I'm sitting at the kitchen table while broth boils on the stove. Mushroom broth specifically. I will combine it with something else for Mario's lunch. He's on a 24 hour fast because he has to take a test tomorrow. The doc wants to rule out cancer. I'd like that ruled out too, thank you very much. I hope this will be the end, that he will be fine. I still have not learned to be in the moment, how not to worry.

Another one of my friends was diagnosed with breast cancer. The second one in two weeks.

I was going to call this post "how Kim got her groove back." But I haven't. Gotten my groove back. Besides, I didn't meet some cute young thing at a resort and run off with him only to discover after ten years of marriage that he was gay. (See Stella's story.) I did go to the coast with my sweetheart. We walked on the beach and walked on the beach and walked on the beach. We became part of a flock of sea birds—thousands of them—who stood at and flew above the threshold, the place where ocean meets land, looking for sardines, or some kind of small fishies that were swarming near to shore. I understand "swarming" is not the right verb, but you get the idea. The pelicans were the coolest of cool. They remind me of Alice in Wonderland. They have the vibe of Dodos. Only more elegant. But definitely improbable. And they look bigger than moi. (Mario says their wingspans are up to seven feet.)

We also walked a long trail up into some old growth Sitka near Cannon Beach. I wept as we drove up the road to get to the trail head; to be amongst these elders in the sweet coast light was balm for my soul.

Now we're home. Real life. Need to go with it.

I will get my groove back. May the rest of the world too.

May You Groove in Beauty!
Posted by: Kim Antieau / 7/27/2006 11:41:00 AM
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2 Comments:

Hoping for good news for you both.

By Blogger Will Shetterly, at 12:50 PM  

Sending all good vibes to you & Mario both -

By Blogger Theriomorph, at 6:05 AM  

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