near and far
to
have
travelled
so
far
only
to
find
it
so
near
when it becomes a gift, better use it
©2004-2006 nameoftherose
These are the inhalations~exhalations of one atelierista engaged in a daily turn about, an ongoing conversation, a line of flight that casts pebbles into ripples and tacks between the lived events of reggio emilia's pedagogy of listening as a world view of communities in collaboration whenever certainties are questioned and a way of becoming-allthings deleuzoguattarian through the visible trace of this expression. Without listening, one cannot let go.
©2004-2006 nameoftherose
15 Comments:
how I'd love to know what 'it' is ...
many things at this moment
which seems like an easy answer to something that's certainly more complex
yes...going through some of my older prints reminded me of a darker time and so this, in part refers to that...in that when comes out of any kind of difficulty, oneis usually made stronger by it, and if so, it becomes a serrendipitous gift if recognized as such...
...it also refers to other things...that good things come to us all the time, every day really, if one is able to recognize them and appreciate them
...perhaps it is a note to myself
were you and your father able to have a final, summarizing conversation, before he passed?
a very poignant question asked in the middle of the night across these miles...
yes, many good ones
many miles through the dark night, yes ... final conversations are important ... ; leaving things unattached or - for lack of a better word - unresolved, is unfulfilling ... and communicating, as I did as I caressed my brother's unconscious hand, and said 'goodbye', is somehow important, bridging a gap, if only for yourself.
more of these conversations you had and more of these images prints you've made, I'd love to see.
you 'made mention in 'lugano' of being able to say goodbye to someone who is dying...and I wanted to ask about it there but it seemed too personal and I also did not want to leave too many comments...how did you lose him?
...three days before my father died, I visited him and before I left, he hugged me in a way that he had never done before, I can't really explain how but it was as he knew his time was short...the next time I saw him, he was in hospital, unconscious...I remain ever grateful for that hug
I am sorry about your brother...was he younger or older?
many miles through the dark night, yes ... final conversations are important ... ; leaving things unattached or - for lack of a better word - unresolved, is unfulfilling ... and communicating, as I did as I caressed my brother's unconscious hand, and said 'goodbye', is somehow important, bridging a gap, if only for yourself.
my questions were too personal and I appreciate you saying as much as you have
saying goodbye is interesting, isn't it? it can be so unexpected ... my brother was older - the oldest - and we lost him to leukemia; it was quite sudden, but death is sometimes everpresent, so you understand it.
it's the knowing look or hug of someone who knows that there's not much time left that is significant, though ... and memories of these final moments, even if they're not your own, that become significant, in a 'history of self'
[in a history of self]...I like that
yes, saying goodbye is really necessary, in any context...but especially so before someone's death...I believe that those who are unconscious still hear what is being said to them and saying what comes from the heart helps someone to die well...odd that we live in a culture that denies (the event of) death...even if death is [ever present], one is never really prepared for its actual moment
...but then I also think there is something beyond this life
leukemia and your oldest brother...a terrible loss for you
[saying goodbye is interesting, isn't it?]
[...but then I also think there is something beyond this life]
I'm conflicted on this ... though I'd like to believe that it's the case, I'm not too sure; it would make things easier I think, to believe that this was the case, but ... life if fleeting and ... it's tough to say, really.
a basic law of physics, that energy is never lost nor destroyed but only transformed...although I agree that (one should live as if) life is fleeting
yes, though death is an area where one must suspend scientific ideas and ideals, realizing that 'principle' is not always 'practice' ... and that the science and/or logic involved is far more nuanced than what we can appreciate
[is far more nuanced than what we can appreciate]...then this leaves us with faith...it is the moment of death, its heartbeat, that I consider most, that it has been well documented from those with near death experiences, that they report 'seeing' something beckoning them beyond, but also, upon returning, live as if transformed and researchers document these...many with an increased concern for helping others, an enhnaced vision of love, less interest in material persuits , greater interest in seeking spiritual meaning and a greater openness to some kind of belief in the notion of an afterlife...
this must mean something
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