I have been thinking a lot about language, which is strange for me. I think this has to do with examining the question of humanity/divinity as it pertains to Jesus. I am deep in a take home exam where every fight that existed concerning this, was battled out over two centuries. I am to commit these divisions and their discernment to memory. I am actually fleeing this exam by writing on my blog.
In the 1930's, as Hitler crawled across Europe taking what he could, the intellectuals, artists, physicians, musicians and scientists fled. Many of them entered the United States on the east coast. Twenty years later, I believe some form or fashion of this iconic montage provided the base that produced the word, 'beatnik.' Add some black jazz and the word evolved to 'cat.'
As I struggle with DeFrancisco's autobiography assignment, I am faced with my personal and social experience of rejection. This awareness has been painful. In reflection, I know that it fuels my anger, and emotional reactions. It is why hope and faith are difficult for me. It has provided the foundational base from which most of my professional employment and my spiritual struggles have taken form. Over my life, I have interpreted my experience of rejection in a completely and totally personal manner. This morning I decided to say I have met some very weird and strange 'cats'.
It is mid-March in Iowa. We are a mid-migratory pause. The reason for this is the lake. This morning there were a thousand artic tern on a dark and churning water that was white-capping.
As well, cranes, egrets and oddly marked ducks.
In the sky, and on the water.
While I was thinking about language, I was watching flight. Height adjusted by tucking and angling the wings. Feathering. There is hardly a plop, a flop, a crash, or a missed calculation. Even at the last minute of a landing or a take off, adjustments are made.
Watching this gave me hope that I can change my personalization of rejection, and remember that the world is full of strange and weird 'cats'.
This Is What I Look Like
And This Is What I Look Like When Writing
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Keep up the good work.
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