Salinger

My TV died suddenly.  I was half way through the PBS piece on J.D. Salinger.  (He was the topic of one of my first posts. September 22, 2009 - I said I was writing for J.D. Salinger.) Happily, the program was available on Netflix. I was able to view the rest of it tonight without my television.  Nicely done with the alternating narrators and use of sound to punctuate image.  I wonder if the two screens of Joyce Maynard were really necessary, though.  It seemed to imply that she was two-faced precisely as she was defending herself from that accusation.  Kind of artsy in a heavy handed, deceptive way.  Probably no one told her she would be interviewed in two settings from two different angles so that the editor could create the impression of two Joyces. Why echo the accusation?  Just let her talk then move on.  

Somehow I managed not to read The Catcher in the Rye.  I read almost all of Salinger's other titles with relish. It was because of Salinger's Franny and Zooey that I read The Way of a Pilgrim.  The Way of a Pilgrim is the first person account of a Russian (pretty sure) man's journey to establish in his soul  prayer that does not cease.   The Way of a Pilgrim led me to The Philokalia.  If I have any humans reading this they seem to be in way Eastern Europe/ The Ukraine.  or so Google analytics says.

I will read  9 stories again.

Perhaps this post will elicit more chaste advertising choices from the world of artificial intelligence governing adsense. lately it's been a little depressing.

Susan Ariel Rainbow Kennedy

Eight Joyful steps to Magical Manifesting

The link above leads to a registration page for a teleconference call with SARK. FREE! I think SARK has grown tremendously as a teacher since I first started seeing the explosively cheerful posters she designs on the walls of a few classrooms in the late seventies.  I liked the unapologetic positivism then and I appreciate how powerful it is even more after all these years of struggling to think my way out of obstacles in the world. Happiness is pretty much a choice as is the acceptance of growth and healing.  We have to make the choice every day and that's where this dedicated coaching comes in handy.

Thanks for being so relentless in your joy Ms. Kennedy.

Pussy Riot will be released - Mazel Tov

I was just listening to Wait! Wait! Don't Tell Me while catching up on my dish washing.   Wait Wait Don't Tell Me reviews the weeks news in a very amusing manner.  This is the first I've heard of V.  Putin's decision to release Pussy Riot.  That development may explain the incredible jump in hits for this blog.  The number climbed to 1125 for last month.

Huffingtonpost coverage of the positive outcome for Pussy Riot


Best Wishes to the artists and their families.

Vatican Survey

This is a great example of why I still love the Catholic Church so much despite events of wide fame involving corporal punishment and corporal indulgence. 

why annonyme?

    

When I started this blog I'd just come out of a very difficult patch and was wanting to reconnect with guidance from times when the road seemed to rise up to meet me rather than hit me upside the head.

In my life there's been a strong current of guidance without complete understanding (hence guidance rather than straight information).  The knowledge or experience of recognition comes first.  Then I hold the idea for years and years while the meaning develops.  Rilke said something about 'loving the question' and that mood is where I live.  'annonyme' is a misspelling of the French word for anonymous, anonyme.  anno is Italian for year as in "A.D." the year of our lord.  Anon itself has something to do with time in french it seems to mean immediately and in old English it seems to mean later (maybe it was used by royalty to mean "...when I darn well feel like it."  When someone says I'll be there presently you kind of get the sense that it might not really be now because they are not  presently with you.)  Anyway, all of that is in the appeal the misspelling has for me.  It also sort of means year name... a promised time whose significance and impact are blurred as yet.

And of course,  I love Duchamp and the Societe Anonyme was a part of his panoramic contribution.