This is not my designated daily entry day, but I had to skip yesterday’s and I do want to make an entry. My second reason is that I am doing my laundry - due at 9:10am - and daily entry recording is more easily interrupted. The longer argument types relating to ideas about Existence Divine, to which Thursday and Tuesday morning are designated, need sustained attention.
I have an additional reason to make an entry today and that is because I finally - after fifteen (15) years - located my ‘Episode’ writings which start in 1958 and have many pages during the years 1962 to 1965. In addition to the ‘Episodes’ I located many other pages from the 1980-ties and later. All this material is located in two ‘bankers’ boxes called ‘Symbols’ One (1) and Two (2), which I ordered and packed in August of 2000 and never re-examined since then.
It is interesting to note that I started in on the symbols one box even though I had in mind to do may other items first. I was saving these two boxes for last. However, I also noted that intended New Year’s action plan was not working out. I only studied the Maya on Monday night, never wrote a stitch on ‘Existence Divine’, keeping from the intended activities because I felt a resistance, which suggested to me that some thing else ‘was up’ as Judy Alexander used to put that, back around 1991.
Time for a load switch; last washer load due in about thirty five minutes.
Yesterday I walked to meet John for a coffee at ten am. He suggested to have coffee at the Good Earth in the Lancaster building. John mentioned that its designation is slated to change from a food court to that of a retail space. Ever since the Stephen Avenue - eighth ave - Mall opened we used to frequent the Lancaster for coffee on Saturdays and search for a place to sit.
The Lancaster's pending new designation …?
No more, the restyled Devonian Court has drawn all the business away from the now dated Lancaster food court circle. The ‘Irish Rovers’ had their home base in its basement for decades and that too is gone now. So, ‘the times, they are a changing’, but with the price of oil being as low as 35$$ for Select Western Canadian, other change may change the intended ones. ‘Time will tell‘, as an other well known wisdom informs us!
As I walked back from our coffee, I took a tumble along twelve ave in the garage exit ramp on the North side walk, between first and second streets SW. The salt had made the ice slippery and one leg slid from under me resulting in a slow and kind of rolling fall.
My body sort of folded, then rolled forward which I broke with both hands forward, followed by a role to the left onto my knee and then the hip; still rolling I came to rest half way on my back. Since I could move all my limbs without hurting, I slowly got up and walked to the bus stop on Fourth and thirteenth to fetch a ride home.
Some residual sore spots appeared this morning, which indicate the impact points of my rolling tumble, but no nasty surprises so far. I’ll give it three days to settle down, if not I’ll give my doc a call.
9:48am and time for a coffee and then the last load of laundry, plus folding of no 1 and that makes it 10:30am.
Two days ago, my distant cousin Henk Hack sent me an email, which was a neat surprise. He reminded me of our discussion on the Dutch word for coat rack, which is ‘kapstock’. Stock is stick, while kap could be rendered as ‘cap’ or hat. I have forgotten what our eventual conclusion was, but the discussion was interesting, ranging far beyond ‘kapstock’!
Henk asks me for the text of my talk on tolerance, but all I have are my speaking notes and the sound recording of the presentation. However the latter and its predecessor still need to be posted to my web site, giving me some incentive to get that out of the way.