Looking together in the same direction.

Looking together in the same direction.
Sea otters hold hands while they sleep so they don't drift apart.

by my favorite poet, Mary Oliver

"Instructions for living a life.

Pay attention.

Be astonished.

Tell about it."

Mary Oliver


Tuesday, December 8, 2020

“You can remember it, he told himself, but you cannot experience it again like this. You have to be satisfied with the shadows.” —John L. Parker Jr. in Once a Runner

 

     When Nostalgia was a disease, treated with leeches and bullying:

Swiss physician Johannes Hofer coined the term in his 1688 medical dissertation, from the Greek nostos, or homecoming, and algos, or pain. The disease was similar to paranoia, except the sufferer was manic with longing, not perceived persecution, and similar to melancholy, except specific to an object or place.

https://www.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2013/08/when-nostalgia-was-a-disease/278648/



In the fall we were nostalgic for the summer. In the winter we were nostalgic for the fall. In the summer we were nostalgic for the spring. But in the spring we were not nostalgic for the winter, not even for its quiet, or its hot cocoas, or its video fires,

     from The Ruins of Nostalgia 38 by Donna Stonecipher, who has an entire series of poems on The Ruins of Nostalgia

https://poems.com/poem/the-ruins-of-nostalgia-38/


     It's interesting how several of the things you happen to read point to the same subject.  Is it coincidental or just what my brain finds of importance at a given moment?


(ex update, run with dog 2.1 miles slowly in a.m.,  run 3.3 miles on tm in p.m., ytd run 1466.8 miles.  Walk 1 mile to warm up/cool down.  Ytd walk 684.7 miles.  Run + walk total 2151.5 miles. That number is sure increasing slowly!)





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