Thoughts, observations, sea stories and ideas from a former sailor and lifelong rancher
Saturday, September 7, 2019
Middle of the lane
Ah, Chrissie. Great observations but more than a little bit sloppy with the cause and effect. I respect her humanity -- we're both equally human and neither of us is better or worse. I don't respect her uninformed opinions and her penchant for blaming an ill-defined and never examined "other," but that's her deal. I do respect and enjoy her work. A lot. Can those sentiments actually coexist? Of course. The world will not be stuffed into a neatly labeled bottle by any knuckle-dragging hunter-gatherer. Not only is this okay, it's one of the things that makes our existence richly magical and filled with delight.
It is my great good fortune to have spent much time intensely engaged with fellow humans in an often bloody struggle to serve that cause to which so many gave their last full measure of devotion.
Likewise, it has been my great good fortune to have always been anchored to the reality of nature and nature's environment, that place which exists every moment of every day outside the artificial environment of our human realm.
Nature shows me her dynamism every single day. There is no day when she doesn't show me new and unexpected things. There is no day when her awesome majesty fails to impress and offer up a chance to embrace existential delight.
Nature and humanity. Neither will ever be tamed. Not by a bunch of former apes wearing colorful shoes. This knowledge, and the blessing of my chance to observe and enjoy, these things help to keep me centered. Life is good in the middle of the lane.
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bunch of former apes wearing colorful shoes - That right there is worth the price of admission.ReplyDelete
It's good to remember that we're part of the grand scheme and not the center of it.
Thanks Sarge. Scale, context, perspective.Delete
Our seat on the ride is smack in the center of everything we experience, so it's easy to make certain assumptions. Nature's reality is very good at kicking my assumptions right in the solar plexus, which is a major factor in my love affair with reality.
By wearing black patrol boots, I now feel like I am letting our side down!ReplyDelete
There's always one! Thanks for stopping by and commenting Scott.Delete
I have patrol boots in multiple (tan, coyote, sage, etc...) colors! Can any of them be considered “jack” boots, or would they HAVE to be black???Delete
It's a good question CT. By definition, they're only jackboots if they're hobnailed laceless marching boots or mailed cavalry boots. Neither of those (imo) are comfortable or lightweight enough to be patrol boots. As for colors, why be so drab? What's wrong with lavender, or canary, or chartreuse? :)Delete
We're a VERY small part of the ride. And Mr. No Shoulders will argue for their place in the world... :-)ReplyDelete
Part of the joy and delight stems from being very small, yet very independent.Delete