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Sunday, November 30, 2008


I grew up in America’s industrial heartland, far from majestic mountains and mysterious seas. I am a hardscrabble street urchin; forever fascinated with all that lies beyond my far horizons.

I am drawn to peaks and valleys, I dream of oceans deep. I’ve seen too little and understand much less. It is that insatiable hunger that compels me, propels me, to sit atop a mountain and wet my toes in the sea.

I am fascinated by ocean tides. I’m enthralled by the very notion that the moon and sun transform the earth and its vast oceans. Celestial bodies sing their songs and oceans run to greet them. The earth, itself, morphs and is transformed. First, there’s water. Then, there’s land. All that we once witnessed is no more...transfigured shores leave me transfixed.

And so it is with life and love. At high tide, there is only the ocean, nothing but sea, blue water and power and mystery. Heavenly bodies then sing and tempt, revealing the dry land hidden beneath. At low tide, earth’s stones lie barren, exposed, revealed. And so it goes...
the rhythm of Life. Truths we knew exist no more. What we come to learn drowns and disappears hours later.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

interesting that this should come just after 'the power of good-bye', fine tuning the ideas. even tho it solidly speaks about dissolution, there is another idea that emerges for me, the idea of loss and gain, and cyclic events not being able to really be finally resolved in any way of reason, and that though i pass by many of the things i learn or thought i knew, those thoughts those feelings are not lost forever but reframed in the context of passage, if that makes any sense.

Sun Nov 30, 02:03:00 PM  
Blogger Imez said...

"I am a hardscrabble street urchin."


Sun Nov 30, 04:25:00 PM  
Blogger Ponita said...

The cycle of life.... what goes around, comes around... all those sayings must have evolved from the rhythm of the earth, moon and tides.

Life itself is ever evolving, ever changing. Even in a solid relationship, the only constant is change. As we travel through our lives, shared at times with others in both wondrous and sorrowful times, we are forever reshaped by the ebb and flow of life around and within us.

It is a powerful and wonderful thing.... I am awestruck by the magic life displays but still have faith in myself and those I care about to do right and be true. And to go with the flow. Struggling against the tide will only exhaust and destroy you.

Sun Nov 30, 04:32:00 PM  
Blogger Jonas said...

Ah, tipota, you are a far more sophisticated thinker than I.
I like that about you.

Imez, you made me laugh. OK, OK, let me modify my self-description:

I'm a mush-minded, hardscrabble street-geezer. Yep. That's better.

Yes, Ponita. I've come to learn (the hard way) that it's best to let gravity and tides carry me to wherever they will. There's no point in struggling against what is.

(But I won't stop dreaming about what may be)

Sun Nov 30, 05:23:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The tides. Such majesty and mystery. The rhythm of life. Attraction and repulsion at the same time. What a beautiful writer you are. You may have been a hardscrabble street urchin but now you are a gentleman with the soul of a poet.

Sun Nov 30, 06:10:00 PM  
Blogger Ponita said...

Jonas, you can go with the flow but still direct your way on a diagonal - works well in rip tides.... I am sure it would work well in life as well.

So keep dreaming, and paddle a slight bit to one side or the other, whichever suits your fancy, to get where you want to be.

Sun Nov 30, 07:44:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

mushminded hardscrabble streetgeezer ha ha ha thats great

Sun Nov 30, 08:18:00 PM  
Anonymous Roads said...

I can remember sounding off about a bad race once (if there could ever really be such a thing).

Our old mentor Hal Higdon responded simply.

Life is full of ups and downs, he said.

And it's funny, but I hadn't really thought about things like that before. Yet he was right.

Profound and simple. Like tides.

Mon Dec 01, 04:11:00 AM  
Blogger Maithri said...

These words are so beautiful...

Haunting and elegaic, yet burning with a soft hope.

May the mystery always carry you,


Mon Dec 01, 07:08:00 AM  
Blogger Cheesy said...

This is why I adore the coastline here.... Mountains AND ocean all in one awesome package... Have emailed you some pics. Dream of dipping your toes to your hearts content. This is where I go when life's questions are too much for me to fathom~

Mon Dec 01, 08:18:00 AM  
Anonymous serenity said...

After reading this post, and the comments that follow, I feel like there is a comment inside of me to make, but I'm not quite sure what it is. I admit to feeling a bit out of place with the poetry found here in this beautiful own words so often reveal my stumbling...ever trying to reach something deeper that always seems just out of my reach...elusive like the brass ring i never seem to grasp.

but how can I not be brave and comment, hoping you all will be patient with me...when the ocean is something so near to me...near to my home and nearer to my heart.

...shifting of the tides, coming in and going out...i am both enchanted with the trance and the romance...and passionate with the same fury and turbulence...

the cyclical nature of all life, the tidal flow in my body with every inhale and exhale...the salt of the sea flowing through every tear...

Tue Dec 02, 11:18:00 PM  
Blogger the psycho therapist said...

What tipota said...

those thoughts those feelings are not lost forever but reframed in the context of passage

and said beautifully.

(bowing to the Bodhi Boy's great writing talent, mind, heart and soul)

Wed Dec 03, 06:15:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I have a thing for the ocean as well. I love how vast the ocean is and ever changing.

Wed Dec 03, 12:10:00 PM  
Blogger Woman in a Window said...

The moon speaks to me in whispers. I haven't learned the language yet but hope to one day. Maybe when I dare to got out and spend more time under it.

And as to the transience of what we learn, D'OH!

Jonas, you've been too kind to me.

Wed Dec 03, 08:36:00 PM  
Blogger Jonas said...

You're too kind, Selma. Too kind. (I hope your hiatus satisfies your soul).

Ah, yes, Ponita, this landlubber has an abiding respect for rip tides. I was swept far out into the ocean by one. Strange memory, that.

Tipota, my friend. Given that I have no facility with Greek what, exactly, is your moniker? Something/Everything? Never/Always? Help this ignorant Lithuanian out if you please.

Ah, Roads. I always feel good when you pop in...

Yer a sweetheart, Maithri. You certainly are.

Ms. Cheese! Thank you for the pics! I wish I could show you those that I have taken, from the Florida Keys to Acadia in Maine...all along the Gulf Coast, and the coastline from LA to Seattle (they are all conventional silver/paper artifacts...I'm old skool, dontcha know). Yes, I've wandered thousands of miles along the seas and coasts. If I had several more lifetimes, I'd do it all again and again and again.


Ms. misunderestimate the power of your own words. Really.

And I bow before you, Bodhi Grrl. More than you realize.

Oh, Deb! Get thee to Acadia in Maine. The ocean there speaks a language like none other.

Ah, Glazier Gal, I'm not a kind man...just a soul trying to be honest.

Thu Dec 04, 12:12:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ah, the tides and the winds and the oceans and the seas.....such power and majesty.

I began to fulfill my dream many years ago to swim in every sea on Earth. So far I have photos of me in the Baltic, the Aegean, the East China seas....onward and onward I go.

I think the mystery of tides and the oceans for me is that we are utterly unable to temper or control them. And you know what, I like the fact that humans have not conquered all, cannot control all, and that there is mystery and intrigue still to be nature and indeed in the human soul and heart; even when broken.


Thu Dec 04, 02:53:00 AM  
Blogger Jonas said...

OK, Your Highness, I'll admit I'm jealous. I've swum in the Atlantic, Pacific, the North Sea and Baltic.

I'm a piker. Sigh.

(So glad you dropped's life in Korea?)

Thu Dec 04, 03:14:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Jonas,

Have sent you an email.


Fri Dec 05, 03:26:00 AM  

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