progress

Today. Today, I can speak about progress on two fronts. First, my knee seems to be feeling better. The tightness in my calf has subsited and I am looking forward to running more than 6 minutes. I can hear the din in the distance...."Wait! You ran! There was no post about this momentous event!" Nope, five minutes is hardly worth noting, but I can tell we are moving toward something more substantial. Infact, I may run for 6 minutes tomorrow.

Also, this week we make progress as a nation. WE make progress together in so many ways this week that I can't begin to enumerate them. I feel childish in my hope. I know there will be disappointments. There has never been anyone who has faced both challenges with this chasm and the expectations to immediately eradicate them as our new president does. Nonetheless, I can't help feeling hopeful.

at war

The true warrior is not that person who blindly destroys for the sake of destruction, or creates a path of fire in his wake. Rather he bends to the will of his environment only to shape his world in his own reflection. He understands himself so that the future nor the past exist. Therefore, he can concentrate on the matter of living.

from The Cave by Jose Saramago

Fire lays down one irrevocable condition if we want it do to what we expect of it, the clay must be as dry as possible when it is placed in the kiln. And this is where we humbly return to that business about breathing into nostrils, and here we have to recognize how very unjust and imprudent we were to take up and adopt as our own the heretical idea that the said god coldly turned his back on his own work.