Preparing for echoes . . .

It's the Moon's day . . . and it begins a “new” journey, starting today.

Wendell Berry turns 90 today. The poet was born in 1934 Port Royal, Kentucky.

Getting a book of poetry published is like dropping a rose petal into the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo. -- Don Marquis

Listening for echoes is another of those joys one discovers in the non-dual liminal spaces that join every seemingly disconnected thing. Writing poetry is not about publishing, nor being paid. No more so than any truly creative endeavor. Although both would be lovely avenues for sharing that joy.

A study published in Nature showed that when AI inputs are used to train AI, the results collapse into gibberish. And corporations are losing huge investment money without ROI. Gee, do you think that might be because AI is operating outside the box of standard capitalist economics? Or inventing its own language learning models about which we have no clue? – Ted Gioia, The Honest Broker, August, 4, 2024.

In order to protect nature, we must understand that we are nature . . . the culture of consumption is lurking behind the popular narratives . . . . What if the future is only visible from the spaces “between” minds and species and belief systems? – Sophie Strand

“Re-wilding” attachment theory. A path forward with the Earth as care-giver.

We Should Be Well Prepared

… the way the river

rushes by, never to return.

The way the day rushes by

never to return. The way

somebody comes back,

but only in a dream.

– Mary Oliver, Red Bird, Beacon Press, 2009.