not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

within the dream of pine


if you think along the lines of nature, then you think properly.  carl jung

(you can listen to jung speak of life and death here.  thank you, dean)

5 comments:

  1. i haven't dreamt of trees in a long time.
    that's beside the point though.
    the point is their dream of the world.

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  2. When nature becomes a dream.
    I want to be in that dream and not to miss.

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  3. the link to jung is compelling . . . . do trees think of life and death? does life or death have any place anywhere in this world? they're ideas. where did they come from. steven

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  4. Your blog is a treasure so I am passing along an award to you, The Liebster Blog Award. It originated in Germany and recognizes up and coming bloggers. It is meant to showcase those who have fewer than 200 followers. (Liebster means "favourite" or "dearest" in German.) This is done in the spirit of pay-it-forward. In accepting this award, the recipient agrees to:

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    Happy New Year, Patricia

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  5. andreas, i know! (gently kicking you in pants:) go, go, go into the trees and they will come to you. this tree came to me even though i happened to be the one in the car travelling toward it. i did not know if it was fog or smoke blurring this day. it turned out at this spot it was smoke, but around the next corner it was fog. things are never as obvious as they appear.

    damaso, yes, to be in the dream, even when waking. i am trying very hard to hold onto this. the less i have in my day, the easier it seems.

    steven, i do not (HA! my apostrophe is not working - i am done with conjunctions!) know the answers to any of these questions. i only know these questions and so many more. but how wonderful to sit inside of them like clouds, not clouds crowding and distorting perception but clouds elevating.

    patricia, hello! welcome! (who are you - oh, no question mark either.) this is very sweet and i should write you directly. truth is i do not want many followers - i shudder at that word. truth is i left my last blog because i was flooded. i find it difficult enough to be me in an empty room. how much harder in a crowded one! but your intention is so sweet and startles me. i thank you.

    xo
    erin

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