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Shameful Acts
19:42 May 31 2009
Times Read: 724




“The secrets we take to the grave are sexual in nature.” Edgar Lee Masters, Spoon River Anthology.



I’m paraphrasing, but you get the idea.



I don’t think my kids would be surprised at learning - if they don’t know already - that I celebrate my (past) sexual experience. I wish I had a youtube of my memories.



Revelation, not discretion, is our pop goddess and public mea culpas and apologias are so in vogue, and yet so tiresome.



What shames me more is revealing fear and vulnerability. Don’t care who knows it when I’m dead, it’s the here and now of it that’s more frightening.

Unpopular crow dies savagely
20:25 May 30 2009
Times Read: 736










Crow's cawing is discordant, but part of our neighborhood backdrop, and easy to ignore. Just now, they just set up a racket, the kind that usually heralds their spotting some tasty dog kibble left in the backyard, but this time it was more riotous than usual and was accompanied by a great beating of their wings.



They are big birds and some of them have a 3-foot wing span so if a few of them are together they manage to pound the air and stir things up. A panicked, pleading sound underlay this display, almost like that of puppy being tortured, yet more avian than canine. It was pitiful enough for me to put down my laptop and go investigate.



At first I thought the crows were going after a more mundane bird, but it was one of their own. Accompanied by three henchmen, and oddly, a bluejay. A giant crow, glossy-black and commanding, was attacking a smaller crow.



It flew off, crying and begging, and the others followed. They circled back and the smaller crow tried to move into deeper tree foliage. The bigger one swooped in hard with a premeditated body blow and knocked the smaller one off its perch. Then, all of them took turns swooping down on it. It happened so fast and with such a flurry of wings that I couldn't tell for sure if it was being pecked. It managed to right itself and fly off again followed by the crowhood.



The boss's calls were louder than the others and angry, definitely not a dog kibble caw.



They circled back. The blue jay landed on a telephone wire to observe the proceedings, and he didn't do any attacking, but still this was crow business, was he crazy? Or, maybe he was just curious like me.



I tried to keep still, but they saw me: simultaneously cocking their heads in my direction. I quickly calculated how fast I could get inside the house (damn you, Alfred Hitchcock!) They flew off into another yard. I could hear the attack continuing.



What did the smaller, presumably younger, crow do to deserve this punishment?



Were any of my neighbors aware of this event, or as usual, am I alone in my observations?

Dear Diary . . . .
22:06 May 27 2009
Times Read: 746

Cheating or FAithfulness?
02:22 May 07 2009
Times Read: 790

What would be your view in the term ‘cheating’ and ‘faithful’ in a relationship?



“Cheating” and “Faithfulness” have the same meaning either you place them in a relationship or if you apply them to to yourself as an individual (acc. to Paulo Coelho to whom the question was addressed).



“Cheating” means when you lie to yourself, when you hide your feelings and judge yourself too harshly.



“Faithfulness” means when you are able to overcome your fears, shortcomings and flaws and be able to forgive.



Relationships, in my eyes, are built on the firm ground of trust and compassion. They crumble when we decide to be something other than what we truly are.

To My Son On His First Day of College
21:11 May 02 2009
Times Read: 824

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