ThinkingDaughters

◄ Narratorial / Authortorial ► My generation migrants ▼

ThinkingDaughters

Maybe we'll start here.
We all think.

Narratorial 1

Under no illusion this is a fully digital work of expression, I understand the earth I grew from and the lands I have crossed into. Cyber lands.
These Narratorials are possible only because of the writings, mostly in print, of ancestress literates. None of the thought offered here would have come into being without engagement in the profound inquiry and implications of their thinking, thought out and into expression before me. It is my good fortune of access to their work through my learned language of searchRoot

and literacyRoot

that made my particular subjectSelf. From this I take permission for exploring here in this expanding wilderness of change and possibility in our coming to understand our selves.
Like this cyber medium, a collective voice and undertaking.

ThinkingDaughters

Maybe we'll start here.
We all think.

A W O R K I N P R O C E S S PROCESS ▾

thinking ourselves to be leaving
the procreatively framed life
of
our mothers
and
all women
before them
for

what is ▼
what might yet be
female life

and

as a consequence
male life

after
we are gone.

We the last ▼

A W O R K I N P R O C E S S

ThinkingDaughters is a work of literary expression built in and because of the capabilities of the cyberTool right now in your hand or your lap or on the desk in front of you.

I am a human whose first language of thinking, and therefore my conception of myself as subject “I”, ReadMore? was formed in a familial practice of spoken and written literacy orchestrated by my parents, humans of belief in thinking and in our capacity to learn and change. My foundational self formed by this inheritance of print-rooted literacy has undergone transformation ReadMore? by the happenstance of being born into a revolution in our understanding of the connectivity of all earthlyLife simultaneous with the revolution in our tools of literacy from print to digital. Through it all my search, then and still, is centered on what makes female meaning; an evolution ReadMore? entirely interwoven with, and as shapeshifting as the transmutations of the cyber. Rewind

ThinkingDaughters

Maybe we'll start here.
We all think.

This work has multiple narrative directions. All entwined and leading toward the same destination of meaning.

It can be encountered vertically through a SpineOfTellings in a nascently traditional cyber practice of downward scroll that follows an intended narratorial direction in what I’ve to say. (Intended narratorial direction being traditional in print literacy, the carrier medium of my origins as a ThinkingDaughter.)

Additionally, there are horizontal pathways linked off this spine that, to my mind, augment the meanings of each of the eight downward scroll screens.

Sliding leftward are Narratorials, exposition anchored in quotations from current and ancestress printLiterates who have been important in the growth of my thinking and sense of self. To the right are Authortorials, expressions of direct address from me to you. The homeScreen Authortorial is where you are at the moment.

In honor of transparency ►In honor of transparency or in the intimacy of confession, or a writerly excess of explaining what most likely does not need it: my lifelong expressive travel along a circuitous, multimedia route has led me to this amalgamator tool of the cyber. My literacy here, both in the digital languages and in my translations of cyber's meanings, is as an attentive apprentice.

Through it all, I remain bound to a love of language & to a practice of written expression. And now, wandering cyber’s ever expanding & spherical frontiers, my exploration some off balance, I’ve found, and mostly to my delight, that composing and understanding narratorial meaning in this medium requires lightfootedness and experiment. From you, too, I’d think.

Attributions ▴

ThinkingDaughters Attributors

Author: Annie Grosshans

Site builder & architect, codeTranslator & collaborator: Kleigh Grosshans

Voices: Everly Flanigan Ann Obery Meg McHutchison Debbi Lester

Correspondents: Amaranth Borsuk Judy Kleinberg Marilyn Stablein Shash Woods Judith Gold Stitzel Patricia Tusa Fels

Gratitudes ► Over years of imagining, discussing, theorizing, you enthusiastic literates shared with me your skills, thinking, and purpose, which has given sustenance and form to my own.

Thank you for your companionship in my oft wandering search for evolving meanings, narrative and existential, of our time of Being together here.

ThinkingDaughters

ToGrowAGirl

▴ W H A T P E R M I S S I O N S ◄ Narratorial / Authortorial ► ▾

the last who remember, still

Who
are you
to
speak?

what
it
was ▼

back
then

to
grow
a
girl.

What permissions ▼
to
give and take to
your
self,

slim encouragements
in that long wait ▼
for
form
to assemble
and manifest
subjectI

in her, in her a girl, ▼

Who Are You To Speak?

◄ Narratorial / ReturnToSpine ►

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ToGrowAGirl

Narratorial 2

What Inspired ▸

Solnit, Rebecca. Orwell’s Roses. Viking (Random House), 2021.

BookScan image: Rebecca Solnit. Orwell’s Roses. P.222.

What Inspired ▸

Earling, Debra Magpie. The Lost Journals of Sacajewea. Milkweed Editions, 2023.

BookScan image: Debra Magpie Earling. The Lost Journals of Sacajewea. P.7.

Germinations ▴

ThinkingDaughters

ToGrowAGirl

Narratorial 1

I did not have to search for Virginia Woolf. Her writing saturated the atmosphere of my early womanhood. While never lost, I thought Woolf, and a few other exhumed women writers, were a shared discovery of my generation. Perhaps the air of tragic perseverance against obscurity that surrounded their stories, their authorityRoot

, transmuted to authenticity in the alchemy of my young woman’s heart.
Today, I understand Woolf as of her historical moment, her family of origin, her personal experience. All that made her subjectSelf come into being.
Still, I have a sadness. Thinking of her bornFemale framing, how she could be none other, perhaps, than that woman who ended her own life. Walking into that water. So deliberate.

Not wanting to hurt the ones she loved any longer.

What Inspired ▸

Woolf, Virginia. A Room of One’s Own. Penguin Books, 1945, 1978.

BookScan image: Virginia Woolf. A Room of One's Own. P.36.

What Inspired ▸

Rankine, Claudia. Citizen: An American Lyric. Graywolf Press, 2014.

BookScan image: Claudia Rankine. Citizen: An American Lyric. P.69.

Germinations ▴

W H A T P E R M I S S I O N S ◄ ReturnToSpine / Authortorial ►

We the last who remember, still

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ToGrowAGirl

Authortorial 1

That dawning language, spoken language ReadMore My Chatterbox and maybe at first those words heard forming within, within thought ReadMore your sunrise a lightening, that filling in of her world, of her with world as sheSpeaks recognition. ReadMore of feeling named. Is it language that’s the wedge? As the germination memory lingers from that chance, that chance for being a being not yet framed. Not yet readymade. ReadMore She speaks her self. Here’s the hope. The promise. To grow a girl. ReadMore She
speaks,

her
self
forms.

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ToGrowAGirl

Authortorial 2

So much being with this young human on the cusp of language. Brings her back that daughter ReadMore I am not a stable subject. I was, once, I think now. As a tilling within unbalances me. Being here ReadMore Brings back that daughter, that her that then a reacquaintance in the fastSlow deep. Like flowing a lowland stream this empathetic connection the very air between us. ReadMore restless currents While she blooming, my I bifurcates. Here at this desk focused, driven. And there with her, unable to write this immersion in ReadMore and all that linkage entails. illegibility. Yet day to day she acquires language. A gift which moves me so. ReadMore Am I not a stable subject? As if in reaction, I am endlessly verbal. Some words catch on. Float up out of her stream of sounds.

Whispers ▴

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ToGrowAGirl

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Correspondents ▲
ReadHiddenWords

Subject: hoping I've got your email correct this time around!

Amaranth:

Am taking the liberty of sending a few notes your way stimulated by our conversation of last weekend as it has been on my mind about your first time motherhood and my second time around as a grandmother…

Now, from this second time around view (I was so submerged, my sense of self so rerouted by my first motherhood) experiencing a new human acquiring/forming language, my sense of this opening comprehension and use of spoken utterance feels as a fluid, a gathering & collapsing of synapses into form around words linked to that world outside herself. Coming and going.

And in that separation of self from not self, a process of becoming separate composes a self. …

Everly’s words all solids as of now: Drink. Apple. DaDa. Although her comprehension when spoken to, much broader. But still, she has no words yet to name her feelings. I think as a consequence, on occasion she ends up on the floor in a tantrum. (I smile, the way her face collapses…can’t help myself.)… My son, at these times, just holds her. While I throw words into that frenzied air around her to give name to those feelings. Crazy Oma.

Because for me, goes without saying I suppose, emotions named, known - a lifelong, ever evolving & elusive project of reconnecting/reweaving separateness? Maybe…

Dear Annie ▸ Subject: hoping I've got your email correct this time around!

Dear Annie,

It was wonderful to see you …

And thank you for sharing your musings on second motherhood—it's so wonderful to share this space with you and to hear about how your sense of what this role means has changed over time. I love that Everly knows apple already! I remember when Dot started saying Apple (actually "App"—she tends to the first syllable in most words) I didn't believe it, but then she pointed to an apple on the pocket of her coat and there was no denying it! How old did you say Everly is?

Like you, we are also starting to get some big emotions here, and like you, I am trying to help Dot find language for how she feels (not crazy, Oma! I have read this, too, that our job is to put feelings into language), narrating all the time and filling her world with words. It's amazing how much these little ones understand, even if they can't speak. I read just today that between 16 and 19 months children understand on average 2 new words a day. I believe it. Tonight after her bath, Dot pointed to her arm and said elbow. And then she tugged at my blouse and said shirt. Her delight in being able to name things fills my heart. I hope she and Everly get to meet some day.

ThinkingDaughters

OurAncientArguments

▴ T H A T C A L L U M B I L I C A L ◄ Narratorial / Authortorial ► ▾

a girl growing
into our long fight for relational being,

for that dream of being heard

a speaking self
whole ▼

and in the tellingMoments
Subject to Subject.

That dream of humanBeing ▼

the perceived perceiver,
encouraged and encouraging. ▼

Being female
remains
radical,
still?

◄ Narratorial / ReturnToSpine ►

Being female remains radical, still?

ThinkingDaughters

OurAncientArguments

Narratorial 2

A little etymology.
The exceptional Mary Wollstonecraft, author of A Vindication of the Rights of Woman, died 11 days after giving birth to her daughter, the exceptional Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin who becomes the gothic novelist Mary Shelley after she marries the poet Shelley who is friends with the poet Byron.
Byron and his wife, the educational reformer Anne Isabella Noel Byron have a daughter, Augusta Ada. Byron leaves his wife and only legitimate child a month after Ada is born.
But fortunately, and perhaps after much economic negotiation between families, the exceptional young woman Augusta Ada whose interest in mathematics and logic was recognized by her mother, marries William King, the Earl of Lovelace.
And so, Ada, daughter of a woman who fought to educate women, was able to develop her aptitudes instead of a raft of other destinies she might have had, to become Ada Lovelace,
who we know, now, as a contributor to the early developments of the computer.

What Inspired ▸

Rich, Adrienne. Of Woman Born: Motherhood as Experience and Institution. WW Norton and Company, 1976.

BookScan image: Adrienne Rich. Of Woman Born: Motherhood as Experience and Institution. P.29.

What Inspired ▸

Westover, Tara. Educated: A Memoir. E-book, Random House, 2017. iPad.

Screenshot: Tara Westover. Educated A Memoir. P.259.

Germinations ▴

Whispers ▴

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OurAncientArguments

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What Inspired ▸

Rankine, Claudia. Just Us: An American Conversation. Graywolf Press, 2020.

BookScan image: Claudia Rankine. Just Us: An American Conversation. P.105.

What Inspired ▸

Simpson, Leanne Betasamosake. As We Have Always Done: Indigenous Freedom Through Radical Resistance. University of Minnesota Press, 2017.

BookScan image: Leanne Betasamosake Simpson. As We Have Always Done: Indigenous Freedom Through Radical Resistance. P.149.

Germinations ▴

T H A T C A L L U M B I L I C A L ◄ ReturnToSpine / Authortorial ►

a girl growing into our long fight for relational being,

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OurAncientArguments

Authortorial 1

What nurtures? A measure of knowing where, what to search. ReadMore Lean into My I swallowed by immersion in this warm and demanding yet ReadMore this urgent connectivity the odd biologics of the afterglow sustain me, the strength of that pulsing umbilical ReadMore of that thin thread pleasure in this unseparated air of motherBeing, this flowing of self into another self, ReadMore a stumble the confusion that comes from my need for her love, out of hers to unfold her newly living. ReadMore into memory.

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OurAncientArguments

Authortorial 2

Another measure of nurture, my mother’s life generously flowing into mine, ReadMore Shielding me, her
some wild a hard boundary hammered out and hoisted to not displace her voidings onto me ReadMore tender emerging self
of a daughter who thought this generosity, spun from the trusted air between us, expected, naturally to be ReadMore a pact and promise which she provided, I understand now, from the discipline and love in her deflection of being born into a self tainted with otherness. ReadMore writ large Her answer for how to go about untangling that bedrock of grievance & loss in our care for one another, which is the making of the separations ReadMore between us.

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OurAncientArguments

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Correspondents ▲
ReadHiddenWords

Subject: our lovely walk, more permissions

Judy:

Back at home desk here, thinking of our walk along the long curve of the Bay, with that beautiful sky. I now realize I think of you as connective tissue between my selves of the lower and central regions of our Salish Sea; …

Am following up here with several items connected to our conversation that are related to this ThinkingDaughters project of mine. I am of course sending in hopes of, and am much interested in any response you might have … You and I spoke of mothers and fathers around this idea of “permission” in the context of our particular generation of women. … I am thinking some sort of collectively voiced exploration of “permissions” will be associated with…(w)hat I have termed before a “Multilogue” although I still have no idea what the form of it will be!

The attachment is a definition of this Multilogue concept, again to give you context.

Dear Annie ▸ Subject: our lovely walk, more permissions

Dear Annie,

It was WONDERFUL to see you and stroll and visit. …

In your multilogue definition, I'm curious how you set the boundaries of my generation / our moment. I know, in general, what you mean, but is it possible to draw a line between, for example, 59 and 60, and say you're in, you're out? Much as we are age-identified, it sometimes seems we are defined by how and at what age we have been imprinted by the chronology of events: the assassination of John Kennedy; Vietnam; the Beatles; September 11; Covid-19, etc.

I think, also, that the human impulse is to be exceptional, to specify how I, or we, our family, our race, our generation, our nation, stands apart from both past and present. We are different, yes, and caught up in the currents of the present moment, but if we read history, every moment is filled with terror, fear, drama, courage, emotion that seems beyond anything previously known. Much as we self-define as different, we are all in it together and we -- in the very largest sense of the word -- are all connected. We exclude at our peril.

Permission, of course, is both explicit and implicit, and often denied, which may in itself inspire defiant action. More important than anything my parents said to me…was how they lived: reading books, making art, spending time apart and together, valuing learning, etc.

▴ B U T T R E S S E D B Y V I O L E N C E ◄ Narratorial / Authortorial ► ▾

ThinkingDaughters

YourEconomiesOfExchange

What is
she(am I)
beyond
the uses
of men?

			
	
to each other    


no more
no more


			













this unveiling


   We, your gifts, ▼  

your bond sealing kinship 
 say, 

   no more. 

   We are not, 
   will 
   not 
   one 
   minute 
   longer 
   be 

   kindling 
   one male to another 
   in 
   your 
   economies 
   of 
   exchange. 

   How could 

   unearthing 
   this meaning, 
   not change 
   everything? ▼

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What is she (am I) beyond the uses of men?

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What Inspired ▸

Miller, Madeline. The Song of Achilles. Ecco Press (HarperCollins), 2012.

BookScan image: Madeline Miller. The Song Of Achilles. P.164.

What Inspired ▸

Hayles, N. Katherine. How We Became Posthuman: Virtual Bodies in Cybernetics, Literature and Informatics. The University of Chicago Press, 1999.

BookScan image: N. Katherine Hayles. How We Became Posthuman: Virtual Bodies In Cybernetics, Literature, and Informatics. P.83.

What Inspired ▸

Earling, Debra. The Lost Journals of Sacajewea. Milkweed Editions, 2023.

BookScan image: Debra Magpie Earling. The Lost Journals of Sacajewea. P.82.

Germinations ▴

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What Inspired ▸

Lorde, Audre. Sister Outsider: Essays & Speeches. Ten Speed Press, (Crown Publishing), 2007.

BookScan image: Audre Lorde Sister Outsider: Essays & Speeches P.133.

What Inspired ▸

Malchik, Antonia. Substack Digital Weblog, On the Commons: Private Property. June 21, 2023. Desktop.

Screenshot: Antonia Malchik. Private Property. On the Commons Weblog.

What Inspired ▸

Haraway, Donna J. Simians, Cyborgs, and Women: The Reinvention of Nature. Routledge, 1991.

Bookscan image: Donna J. Haraway. Simians, Cyborgs, and Women: The Reinvention of Nature. P.74.

Germinations ▴

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Judith Butler's gift of understanding came to me in a revelatory rush as a major piece of the puzzle clicked into place: the puzzle of relationRoot

between men and women; between men and all usOthers used as gifts of exchange to bond groups of men together. Without our own, we reflect masculine identity by being the site of its absence made real in our passing from one man to another man as property with the added value of sex/procreation and domesticRoot

labor and wrapped in the promissory word "family".
Love? Not even on the table. In her explanation of this ancient, foundational meaning of woman not by and for herself as a partner human but of use for binding groups of men together, Butler lays bare womanBeing emptied out to voided Other. For the uses of men.

It is a practical, economic matter for them.

What Inspired ▸

Butler, Judith. Gender Trouble: Feminism and the Subversion of Identity. Routledge, 2006.

BookScan image: Judith Butler. Gender Trouble. P.52.

What Inspired ▸

BookScan image: Hannah Arendt. The Human Condition. P.72.

Arendt, Hannah. The Human Condition. Second edition, The University of Chicago Press, 1998.

BookScan image: Hannah Arendt. The Human Condition. P.72.

Germinations ▴

Whispers ▴

B U T T R E S S E D B Y V I O L E N C E ◄ ReturnToSpine / Authortorial ►

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YourEconomiesOfExchange

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First and always this, the contested terrain of the gendered body coupled with that ancient, never not a real threat ReadMore Set-stubborn
deep into coreUs of brutal consequence from destabilizing the absolute centrality of the male “I” ReadMore and our tellings in family, clan, race, class and caste, all underpinned and traversed by gender. ReadMore enforced
with violence How this arithmetic set advantage and none to structure the relations between us, ReadMore luck of the draw. our inheritance. The costs of protection so high. He would not name it that. ReadMore But I am.

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Our story genome’s genesis eons ago beyond memory, those ancient tellers through to our tellings now set in us before we even thought of marking time, ReadMore My being
hisOther expected threading meaning though stories, as much as threads though our bodily code ReadMore sold
unpaid labors of love mistaking anger for life, with fear sutured into structures of power and its oratories. Violence the apex trait. ReadMore the hook
we set into ourselves My ruins your intimacy, still I ask ReadMore but, speaking only for myself for us now, for those yet to come, can we lean forward, let go, do the complex, arduous work of a redefine, a re-meaning? ReadMore I could have done none other.
Then.

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Correspondents ▲
ReadHiddenWords

Subject: doc of laws spoken of yesterday

Annie --

I am so grateful for what you shared through your exciting work in progress. I've only been through it once -- and want so much to THINK more with you and Shash. I am particularly excited about seeing the laws (in all the meanings of that word) as the back-drop for our personal livings within the freedoms and constraints they "allow."

I am also challenged (a good thing) to make my case even stronger for why we should/can no longer use the word/concept "human" "or "species" unless we also "correct" for 1) the earliest and continuing evolutionary differences between male and female and 2) the continuing and increasingly violent pushbacks against the physical, emotional and spiritual autonomy of the female (with and without birth control).

Hi Annie & Judith ▸ Subject: My untamed and often random thoughts on Annie's BeingBornInto draft framework - 2nd response

Hi Annie & Judith,

Laws (warning; this will be pretty random) (and Violence)

Violence is lawless.

When I think of using a framework of laws, … I ask “Why laws? Why are they needed? Why are they important?” and, if I follow the logic to the extreme, I arrive at violence. And nothing can be more important to “openings” for women, than removing violence.
At all scales.

(Backstory: this arrival to me, of “violence toward women” as the ultimate set of chains that need to be removed for “opening”, is a result of observing my own reactions as I read “BeingBornInto” a combination of queasiness/avoidance of my adding domestic violence to the conversation, then moving into the laws framework (middle ground – I’m comfortable here), and beyond to the ether of the species/earth-obliterating violence that Judith is addressing…) …

Subject: P.S Today’s addendum to my earlier writing. ▸ Subject: P.S Today’s addendum to my earlier writing.

Judith and Annie

So of course “violence is lawless” is not true.

I’m not that naïve. Like the phrase “history is written by the winners”, laws are also written by people with the most power. And how they got that power can be indiscriminate. Recordkeeping for instance, the backup of laws, was prodigious under Hitler and also under Pol Pot. Times of excruciating violence. Slavery was legal. So I’m not right in what I say, no matter how much the ring of it pleases me. But in its purest form, I think it is true: violence is lawless. …

Laws are not parthenogenesis. It takes a messy village, a great grievance or need (or great money and greed), to codify or defy a lazy habit of society (men) into a law. Laws spring as one of the LAST (not the first) efforts to “allow for, make open space”. The making of a law (that would at minimum protect us (women), and in its possible glory, give us (women) wings) is the arduous, difficult, long-gestating, furious sausage-making, smoke-filled room wheeling, dealing, giant demonstrations pushing and voicing, chance in the moment, fortuitous relationships, money, money, money, etc. RESULT of finally dealing with oppression, of trying to find ways to effectively RESPOND, to CLOSE OFF THE CLOSING, to starve its giant jaws until it grows small and withers, so that the OPENING (which is, I feel, the more original, natural, entropy-driven form) can indeed OPEN unencumbered, without chains and crippling, can, in the metaphor, grow and bloom. …

Hello dear ones ▸ Subject: Better than nothing -- I hope

Hello dear ones, Shash and Annie.

Because we're still far away from our next time together … I wanted at least to say, hello and thank-you for the wisdom and love that flows between you and among us …

Before a person willingly (lovingly?) gives up anything (wealth, power, influence) there must be something more valuable (with value differently measured) that replaces it.

Until women have autonomy over their own bodies (and childbearing) -- including the pleasures we take in our bodies -- we will not have the means of protecting ourselves from the male of the species or from the women who get (or think they can get) protection from these men.

We need to acknowledge the pleasure that too many men with too many weapons take in violence.

There does not seem to have been sufficient need for the survival of the genetic mutations and/or cultural shifts that would have eventually extinguished the marriage of strength and violence -- and now, with the proliferation of bombs and drones and other weapons of mass destruction (including the poison of greed) -- it may be too late.

Now, I hope I've solved everything.

We, your gifts,

ThinkingDaughters

OutOfTheVoid

▴ W E T R A N S M U T A T I O N I S T S ◄ Narratorial / Authortorial ► ▾

Your stories no longer speak for me,

my I ▼

quests now for other,
more than
your dwindle down
drywell
of meanings
tapped to empty
long ago
even
before

language leapt to print and code.

Meanwhile ▼

such headwinds
in this drag out from under
your disembodied glories
with
her
myBeing
your
of body, only

tainted
still,
with otherness ▼
and framed into this fight for the right to think
until
just now. ▼

How to put
on the (a)
body of a (the)
subject?

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How to put on the (a) body of a (the) subject?

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What Inspired ▸

Winterson, Jeanette. 12 Bytes: How We Got Here. Where We Might Go Next. Grove Press, 2021.

BookScan image: Jeanette Winterson. 12 Bytes: How We Got Here. Where We Might Go Next. P.22.

What Inspired ▸

hooks, bell. Communion: The Female Search for Love. Perennial, Harper CollinsPublishers, 2002.

BookScan image: bell hooks. Communion: The Female Search for Love. P.89.

Germinations ▴

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OutOfTheVoid

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What Inspired ▸

Rich, Adrienne. Of Woman Born: Motherhood as Experience and Institution. WW Norton and Company, 1976.

BookScan image: Adrienne Rich. Of Woman Born: Motherhood as Experience and Institution. P.67.

What Inspired ▸

Ahmed, Sara. Living A Feminist Life. Duke University Press, 2017

BookScan image: Sara Ahmed. Living A Feminist Life. P.30.

Germinations ▴

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OutOfTheVoid

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What Inspired ▸

Miller, Madeline. Circe. Back Bay Books (Little, Brown and Company), 2018.

BookScan image: Madeline Miller. Circe. P.203.

What Inspired ▸

Naïr, Karthika. Until the Lions: Echos from the Mahabharata. HarperCollins, India/Arc Publications, UK, 2015.

BookScan image: Karthika Naïr. Until the Lions. P.3.

What Inspired ▸

BookScan image: Elena Ferrante. Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay. P.167.

Ferrante, Elena. Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay. Book Three, The Neapolitan Novels. Middle Time. Europa Editions, 2014

BookScan image: Elena Ferrante. Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay. P.167.

Germinations ▴

W E T R A N S M U T A T I O N I S T S ◄ ReturnToSpine / Authortorial ►

ThinkingDaughters

OutOfTheVoid

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Now that our framing heretofore known as notMan, which is a manNeed he thinks, begins its break and leak ReadMore Hold tight what flows into us after so much faith and grief given into fragile gods and men? ReadMore that pulsing golden cord I feel caution. That temptation to fill our emptiness with readymades, those offers to construct our meaning for us, if we could only recognize the ease of it, they say. ReadMore that twirls within Perhaps, more true to imagine a fallowness alighting on exhausted soil. We could tend our resistance there ReadMore while reaching out a strength in that allowing, where airborn seeds and pods might fall, and roots reach mycorrhizal through the mud beneath. ReadMore when
all’s ashifting.

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We can not know yet, nor still what force womanhood will be ReadMore Being coming into our stories to manifest beyond their telling and into that shift in our endeavor together ReadMore will then be to understand our lives as we live them, fluid with those permissions we give and take. ReadMore perhaps recombinant Encouragements that grow us to break the frame we tried to fit, that once and some still, contains who we think we are, ReadMore as we move in the midst of
our unfolding and might bring us in our riparian travel to a world we make ReadMore a different entire.

Whispers ▴

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Correspondents ▲
ReadHiddenWords

Subject: Houseboat...

Thanks Annie…

… for checking out the SPL for the Houseboat book & ordering it. The book is actually my first book written 55 years ago in monthly aerograms to my parents when I was still in my teens. Not once did I think, as a 19 year old woman, that these were publishable, would be published or even that my mother would save them but she did.

Marilyn ▸ Subject: Houseboat...

Marilyn:

Have finished reading your Houseboat. A terrific experience for me as a reader and a contemporary. I was compelled by your search for meaning and by your writing of it to your mother. The way and what of your experience, how open to knowledge your expression and straightforward and empathetic is, and your efforts to share and translate your experience for your mother were really interesting to me. It is a relational occurrence I am currently nosing around about for my ThinkingDaughters project.

And although her "voice" is not directly recorded in the book, your sensitive response to her implies much. What a communicative, giving relationship with your mother you had. She must have been, is (?) remarkable…

I'm wondering if you have thoughts you might share, looking back from our other end of life now, about your adventurous & searching self then; what permissions you think you were given from your background, your family of origin, your mother?

And also, what permissions you took/gave yourself to be such an independent and self-understanding young woman? I think what you endeavored to do, what you did, while perhaps in the context of the time was somewhat done, still, was exceptional for such a young woman, on her own, and for such a long period of time. And with such considered, studious intention.

Many thanks ▸ Subject: Houseboat...

Many thanks Annie…

…for your…thoughts on reading Houseboat. … The concept of permissions to me, implies a sense of needing to live up to parental expectations. And even recognizing and following personal ones.

I still ask myself what motivated me to leave. And overstay so long.

A little more background: My mother encouraged me to join a youth church sponsored workcamp to Mexico when I was 16. Traveling out of the country (w/o parents) blew my mind. Suddenly a whole new idea of travel opened up. It seemed straightforward. Buy a ticket, find a place to stay. See some sights. Hang out…

Now I'm thinking that I was just open to new experiences, places, people. I learned how to survive on very little $$. And with my naivete and positive outlook I was lucky to navigate real lurking dangers I wasn't aware of at the time… And another important factor-- I met some really interesting people like Ram Dass and the Tibetans who I could hang out with and chit chat in pigeon Tibetan. …

I'm still working on writing about experiences that came out of early travels. In some sense, I didn't have the tools to express what I was experiencing…

Your stories no longer speak for me,

ThinkingDaughters

ThisShiftingWomanhood

▴ M O L T I N G S ◄ Narratorial / Authortorial ► ▾

Illumination of our sheddings
symbolic and
practical

uncover this meaning: ▼

women the keystone enduring
threat
of collapse
and worse as
change in her

changes all.

An unbalancing ▼

swirls wind round these feet
from
placing ourselves in this unweaving,
pulling the threads on the ancient fabric of
our bindings
intricate
and
serpentine ▼
with the task at hand to suture from scratch
whole cloth

of another warp and weft
in our rich and complex improvisations
many fragments lived
and now

how to be in
the understanding and risk
of this arduous emergence? ▼

What
makes
female
meaning?

◄ Narratorial / ReturnToSpine ►

What makes female meaning?

ThinkingDaughters

ThisShiftingWomanhood

Narratorial 3

An etymological note on the word
secular.
What caught my eye searching for the origins the word secularRoot

, besides the intriguing “generation, age.” was the symbol that looks like a sword

after the Latin word saeculum in my old print dictionary chosen, long ago, on advice from my father, an editor. There is a key of pronunciations and symbols at the bottom margin.
This symbol signifies

“of obscure origin” which I understand to mean there is no known, agreed upon Indo-European root of the word saeculum, at least as of the long ago copyright date of my print dictionary.
I feel solace from the words of obscure origin, am energized by the openness birthed from this orphanWord of no known parentage, this whispered news thriving across millennia to arrive here at this desk with its unframed, still fleet of foot, evolving meaning.

As in, what might be secular faith?

What Inspired ▸

Rich, Adrienne. Of Woman Born: Motherhood as Experience and Institution. WW Norton and Company, 1976.

BookScan image: Adrienne Rich. Of Woman Born: Motherhood as Experience and Institution. P.68.

What Inspired ▸

Ferrante, Elena. Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay. Book Three, The Neapolitan Novels. Middle Time. Europa Editions, 2014

BookScan image: Elena Ferrante. Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay. P.281.

Germinations ▴

ThinkingDaughters

ThisShiftingWomanhood

Narratorial 2

What Inspired ▸

Stablein, Marilyn. Sleeping In Caves: A Sixties Himalayan Memoir. Monkfish Book Publishing Company, 2003.

BookScan image: Marilyn Stablein. Sleeping In Caves: A Sixties Himalayan Memoir. P.67.

What Inspired ▸

de Beauviour, Simone. The Ethics of Ambiguity. Screenshot. E-book, Philosophical Library, 2015. iPad.

Screenshot: Simone de Beauvoir. The Ethics Of Ambiguity. iPadScreen82.

Germinations ▴

ThinkingDaughters

ThisShiftingWomanhood

Narratorial 1

What Inspired ▸

BookScan image: Hannah Arendt. The Human Condition. P.9.

Arendt, Hannah. The Human Condition. Second edition, The University of Chicago Press, 1998.

BookScan image: Hannah Arendt. The Human Condition. P.9.

What Inspired ▸

Haraway, Donna J. Simians, Cyborgs, and Women: The Reinvention of Nature, 1991.

BookScan image: Donna J. Haraway. Simians, Cyborgs, and Women: The Reinventions of Nature. P.77-78.

What Inspired ▸

Solnit, Rebecca. Orwell’s Roses. Viking (Random House), 2021.

BookScan image: Rebecca Solnit. Orwell's Roses. P.100.

Germinations ▴

◂ Whispers

M O L T I N G S ◄ ReturnToSpine / Authortorial ►

ThinkingDaughters

ThisShiftingWomanhood

Authortorial 1

That skin. Mortal boundary of a constructed, not given self within. And what will we do with this escaping ReadMore Not always dangerous to live
without shelter, still in our tender moments after the drawdown of that ghostly shell of objectHer, with that aura and its lingering emanations, his attraction to that ReadMore this, the underpinning larceny of them all. an unacknowledged surprise to himself believing our energetic his to possess. ReadMore And, if I were being oracular The work’s to keep these gendered bodies embedded in a material world. ReadMore I would
tell her
seize and tend that bolt within inclined
toward survival.

ThinkingDaughters

ThisShiftingWomanhood

Authortorial 2

Correspondents ▲
ReadHiddenWords

Subject: next zoom date

Dearest Judith and Shash:

First, just to express my deep appreciation for our troika of discursive, literate friendship. Thank you both. Essential to me…

Reading this book brings her back, tills air, that old, rather young self deep down part of me who spent a good bit of time here, reading, being with the writing of complex thinkers, critical and sharp. Who were smart in that educated, agile & associative way. Winged Beings I thought, then. Magical. Interesting.

It occurs to me reading Butler’s dense, intense theory – printed lines of type which I must re-read and re-focus to comprehend & yet which stimulate and cause joy - that (my father) H.P. instilled in me, besides my love/need of discourse, a resistance to the academic world also which, in a way unintended by him I’m sure, blocked that community for me. Somewhat. …

Annie and Shash ▸ Subject: more thoughts, and possible next zoom date?

Annie and Shash

Oh my, oh my. … I have to admit that I don’t think I understood a word of Butler. In fact, it amuses me, Annie, that you think that I am the “academic” in our troika, when it is you with the skills and passion to grapple with these iconic texts.

But since you’ve been nourished by Butler and those she refers to, I look forward to continuing to integrate your knowledge through our loving and stimulating conversations. …

I am, like both of you, primarily interested in how -- at this moment -- we free ourselves from those parts of ourselves that do not come from ourselves-- assuming such a thing is possible -- and how that contributes to our species’ survival. For me, it is very much related to the question you refer to "Why is it so terribly urgent to ‘regulate gender identity’ " and the issue of the reproductive mandate -- and the most efficient way for that to be fulfilled (past and in a swiftly changing present) is a key issue.

Hi Dears ▸ Subject: next zoom date

Hi Dears!

Annie, … We’ve talked about the similarities of our circumstances of growing up in families headed by male academics – (both at land grant universities , at that! Did that influence their populism – and faith in collective effort?)

My father was a hard scientist while yours was English and history? So what they taught us to love was somewhat different: you the passionate deep reading and analysis experiences you describe… and me the belief in science, not as being personally drawn to labs or data charts, but as being forever convinced that labs and data charts are meaningful ways to view the world; that hypotheses and evidence and the dialectics of it all are true.

And then, as adolescents of the 1960’s, we both blew it up to some extent; at least to the point where there persists a constant give-and-take, push-and-pull between our search for new and deeper knowledge, and our questioning the legitimacy of the source, the academic culture so needy of time: provided by funds and stability, to do its work, and whether that need locks it into the status quo in ways that compromise the integrity of its message to the rest of us. We both developed a level of disbelief that denied us that community, to a degree.

Dearest ones ▸ Subject: response to Shash response

Dearest ones --

…Let me introduce you to my father -- which may or may not have anything to do with our conversations. He didn't favor the sciences or the humanities. He owned a salvage business (referred to by all as "the junk shop'), which he owned with his brother and father, Gold and Sons. He didn't go past the eighth grade. He loved buying The New York Times but I don't know if he read it. He loved me. So did my mother, but she worried more. They kept all evidence of my accomplishments in women's and gender studies --articles and awards -- on the part of the small baby grand (a rare luxury) that served as a desk for photos and memorabilia.

I have no idea how any of what I just wrote pertains to the conversation provoked by Butler, but I wanted to be part of our conversation before our next time together -- which I yearn for -- whatever shape we are in.

Illumination of our sheddings

ThinkingDaughters

AnotherLogicOfKinship

▴ R E L A T I O N A L B E I N G ◄ Narratorial / Authortorial ► ▾

Touch that lighter than air

that breath breaching
shared
between
us
inspiration ▼

given
back&forth a
trust a
recognition

each reading the other
their being
same
as
self
yet
of separate will ▼
in
a divine momentary crossing
toward our spark of thoughts coalescence
into more than and
perhaps thinking
not thought before.

Subject to Subject. ▼

Can we
grow
one
another?

◄ Narratorial / ReturnToSpine ►

Can we grow one another?

ThinkingDaughters

AnotherLogicOfKinship

Narratorial 2

Kleigh and I are tracking through the code of this site in search of the “why!” of a screen not functioning. I suggest a workaround, a legacy practice from my upbringing in print literacy and paste-up: a rewrite, a rephrase, cutting a block of type. Early on in our collaboration he, my nephew, sternly objected to this. Unswayed by my feeling badly that an idea of mine caused trouble for him, “Let me finish it,” he’d say. He, a literate in these cyber languages, figures he will uncover the cause. And he always does. Turns out, it was a bit of “legacy code”

from an early build preventing the rest of the code from getting its work done.
Digital grammar, a fact of this language I am learning. On or off. Function or no function. Zero nuance in between.

Quite unforgiving. If you ask me.

What Inspired ▸

Screenshot: Simone de Beauvoir. The Ethics Of Ambiguity. iPadScreen 157.

de Beauviour, Simone. The Ethics of Ambiguity. Screenshot. E-book, Philosophical Library, 2015. iPad.

Screenshot: Simone de Beauvoir. The Ethics Of Ambiguity. iPadScreen 157.

What Inspired ▸

Butler, Judith Giving an Account of Oneself. Screenshot of digital scan, Internet Archive. Fordham University Press, 2005. Desktop.

Digital Scan: Judith Butler. Giving An Account Of Oneself. P.8.

What Inspired ▸

Hayles, N. Katherine. Electronic Literature: New Horizons for the Literary. Screenshot of digital pdf. University of Notre Dame Press, 2008. iPad.

Screenshot: N. Katherine Hayles. Electronic Literature. New Horizons for the Literary. P.45.

Germinations ▴

ThinkingDaughters

AnotherLogicOfKinship

Narratorial 1

What Inspired ▸

Simpson, Leanne Betasamosake. As We Have Always Done: Indigenous Freedom Through Radical Resistance. University of Minnesota Press, 2017.

BookScan image: Leanne Betasamosake Simpson. As We Have Always Done: Indigenous Freedom Through Radical Resistance. P.23.

What Inspired ▸

Lorde, Audre. Sister Outsider: Essays & Speeches. Ten Speed Press, (Crown Publishing), 2007.

BookScan image: Audre Lorde Sister Outsider: Essays & Speeches P.111.

What Inspired ▸

Malchik, Antonia. Substack Digital Weblog, On the Commons: What Gets Delivered with the Compost. April 18, 2024. Desktop.

Screenshot: Antonia Malchik. What Gets Delivered With The Compost. On The Commons Weblog.

Germinations ▴

R E L A T I O N A L B E I N G ◄ ReturnToSpine / Authortorial ►

ThinkingDaughters

AnotherLogicOfKinship

Authortorial 1

What is our responsibility to and for one another? ReadMore Thinking our selves sealed
within Does it have to do with encouraging growth back and forth? That generosity, ReadMore the
loneliness
burdensome,
sometimes. in this turbulence of constant change and transition. Which is life with ReadMore None the less I ask this searching an incessant need to track. A gestation ReadMore can you and I be subject and subject together set in spin by selfWill and others recognizing self in us. ReadMore to feel and
give comfort
across this brief passage?

inspire Root

Whispers ▴

ThinkingDaughters

AnotherLogicOfKinship

Authortorial 2

Correspondents ▲
ReadHiddenWords

Subject: feet on the ground

My dearest P.

As always, just seeing the arrival of an email from you fills me with a flare of joy. …

Wonderful thinking of you in your olive grove, your bounty of golden liquid, even if you & Don were late in the picking... I would be much interested, when you're ready, in hearing of/ seeing some of your project of documenting your trees.

I consider our walking talks together a treasure in my life. Our sparking, open, & fearless exchange of ideas rare, such that our walks have become emblematic for me. When we are engaged in our riff (as you say)of thinking out loud to and off one another's ideas, I feel other ideas emerge from our combined thinking in a combustion of new thought unearthed and released between us and then, to my great joy, to be thought about some more.

And in this between us, I feel a safety & spontaneousness that is, for me, unusual. In most instances I feel caution when I let fly my ideas. I think this is because I do not want to spark in others unpleasant feelings for whatever reason, which I then feel, for whatever reason, responsible for! A great gift, this un-cautious flow of thinking with you....

Carissima ▸ Subject: feet on the ground

Carissima,

You struck a chord with your statement about being able to ‘let fly’ ideas. That is really what our friendship is about. Ideas flying up up, around and around. such a joy and why worry if there is disagreement. For there is also trust, trust in the one for the other, trust that ideas should fly, some take off, others settle down to the earth. In a way it’s like playing badminton (an old favorite game of mine, played with my brother in the steamy new orleans of our youth and played with benjamin in his youth). Unlike so many other sports the little whisp of a ball can’t hurt, but can give great joy when touched/returned…

Dearest P ▸ Subject: feet on the ground

Dearest P:

…Been thinking more on what it is between you and me that “lets fly” ideas. The substance of it… That word inspire has always caught me … Literally in the root of it, giving, sharing with one another breath.

Breath between us, not of one of us entirely but of one with another. And not there afterwards except in the thoughts that remain in each. What better emblem of sharing/giving life itself, than pulling air from this onlyHome earth …then using that breath to express in words thinking sparked between us that is composed by both and flickers between. As a gift, a cycling though our bodies/minds/heart and then returned to that very earthAir in thanks.

Anyway, I realized, thinking on our walkingTalking,that my evolving ideas and thoughts, such as they may be, have always come in great part from sharing this very in-spire with like souls. Such as yourself. And it is precious... Like breathing… Or badminton as you say. And the essential trust.

Dear Annie ▸ Subject: feet on the ground

Dear Annie,

What a beautiful letter to receive! Many many thanks. After the holiday buzz I will write more. For now, just want to send solstice light and hope and WOW, a very happy birthday.

In italian respirare is to breathe, and a host of other verbs run off from there to connote the taking in and out. Breathing air, ideas, life….

For sure I miss the sharing of breath and ideas - in person.

Soon - or as they say in italian - a presto.

Touch that lighter than air

ThinkingDaughters

TheUntoldYet

▴ S E A R C H I N G F O R T H E S Y N A P T I C ◄ Narratorial / Authortorial ► ▴▴

We are not fearless.

The oldLanguages come back,
resurface.
Nerves rattle. ▼

Something feeling precious
haunts
at risk of loss
and
yet

we press on,
lean into our gifts,
go to the source ▼

to claim that privileged place of those
able to be generous
in
acts of comprehension
and
otherwise ▼

to sort
what to leave behind
and what must be carried with us
as we find ourselves
re-forming fluid

and joy here, too, of putting
our hands to this
plunge
into
life
freshly
apprehended ▼

in our labors of love.

What is
literacy
now?

◄ Narratorial / ReturnToSpine ►

What is literacy now?

ThinkingDaughters

TheUntoldYet

Narratorial 3

What Inspired ▸

BookScan image: Rebecca Solnit. Orwell's Roses. P.229.

Solnit, Rebecca. Orwell’s Roses. Viking (Random House), 2021.

BookScan image: Rebecca Solnit. Orwell's Roses. P.229.

What Inspired ▸

de Beauviour, Simone. The Ethics of Ambiguity. Screenshot. E-book, Philosophical Library, 2015. iPad.

Screenshot: Simone de Beauvoir. The Ethics Of Ambiguity. iPadScreen 73.

What Inspired ▸

Earling, Debra. The Lost Journals of Sacajewea. Milkweed Editions, 2023.

BookScan image: Debra Magpie Earling. The Lost Journals of Sacajewea. P.228.

Germinations ▴

commons Root

◂ Whispers

ThinkingDaughters

TheUntoldYet

Narratorial 2

What Inspired ▸

BookScan image: Hannah Arendt. The Portable Hannah Arendt. P.459.

Arendt, Hannah. The Portable Hannah Arendt. Edited by Peter Baehr, Penguin Classics Books, 2003.

BookScan image: Hannah Arendt. The Portable Hannah Arendt. P.459.

What Inspired ▸

Hayles, N. Katherine. How We Became Posthuman: Virtual Bodies in Cybernetics, Literature and Informatics. The University of Chicago Press,1999.

BookScan image: N. Katherine Hayles. How We Became Posthuman: Virtual Bodies In Cybernetics, Literature, and Informatics. P.5.

Germinations ▴

ThinkingDaughters

TheUntoldYet

Narratorial 1

As I worked on the copy for these Narratorial book quotes, I realized I was tracing methods from my early days of writing. Then, referencing authors meant long hours with typewriters. Footnoting is detailed work. If you quote, you do it correctly. This is a value of print literacy that I’d like to think is a value of cyber literacy, too. We’ll see. The languages of cyber literacy are still settling. Print has had centuries to explore and hold our meaning. Cyber less than half.
Writing for this screen feels more fluid. The tool’s ease of cut & paste, rewriting; hyperlinking’s access to associative thought, fantastic. Citation has always been a way of giving thanks to writers who sparked my thought.

I’m happy to carry this gratitude with me in my travels here.

What Inspired ▸

Hayles, N. Katherine. How We Became Posthuman: Virtual Bodies in Cybernetics, Literature and Informatics. The University of Chicago Press,1999.

BookScan image: N. Katherine Hayles. How We Became Posthuman: Virtual Bodies In Cybernetics, Literature, and Informatics. P.84.

What Inspired ▸

Butler, Judith Giving an Account of Oneself. Screenshot of digital scan, Internet Archive. Fordham University Press, 2005. Desktop.

Digital Scan: Judith Butler. Giving An Account Of Oneself. P.100.

What Inspired ▸

Haraway, Donna J. A Cyborg Manifesto: reprinted in Simians, Cyborgs, and Women: The Reinvention of Nature. Routledge, 1991.

BookScan image: Donna J. Haraway. Simians, Cyborgs, and Women: The Reinventions of Nature. P.173.

Germinations ▴

S E A R C H I N G F O R T H E S Y N A P T I C ◄ ReturnToSpine / Authortorial ►

We are not fearless

ThinkingDaughters

TheUntoldYet

Authortorial 1

When I need faith, I turn to my secular path of trying to capture thought into form, a gather & search for meaning out of, I imagine it to be, some sparkingEphemeral, an inspiring, ReadMore Born into which like all such practices is some part devotional, some part ear to the ground. ReadMore a close and tight holding Time and again, this meaningful to me has been found through the thinking of women, ReadMore book by book from lifelong friendships of flesh and print and, more recently, screens. ReadMore sorted on shelves by decade These gifts give permission, a confirmation of self for the authority I take to follow and make my own thought, ReadMore to track her wanderings. a keep and tend of my will to contribute, to take part in broader conversations. ReadMore This literacy
my centering.

ThinkingDaughters

TheUntoldYet

Authortorial 2

Correspondents ▲
ReadHiddenWords

Subject: ...2nd round

Dearest P:

Thinking on my centering places as you say below, I'll have to add that here, at this desk, composing thought into our correspondence of friendship is one of mine. A centering place. Gratitude.

On that note, … thought I'd get off this installment in the name of our continuing HannahDay, which I'm going to propose will not, can not be a "day" but will inevitably(and joyfully) stretch over days of we2 being together in the actual (analog?) walking in the presence of one another, as well as this correspondence in between and across time and continents.

That said, am following up with a couple bits and pieces I'd gathered from the first time I watched the Hannah Arendt on Walter Benjamin video … from notes on metaphor that I did at that time. Of significance to me … is Arendt's statement about metaphor being understood in its original sense to carry something across. I love her practice of weaving into her writing the tracing back the origins of words to lay open/deepen our understanding of their meanings. And then … she carries across her understanding of both of them (Benjamin and Brecht) "practicing" the metaphorical in their creative processes (and in their friendship ? Perhaps I am stretching it there?)

Certainly, there is a bit of the metaphorical in our friendship I'd think.

Carissima, ▸ Subject: Re: ...2nd round

Carissima,

Its been a hectic week but I’m hoping to watch Hannah on Benjamin this weekend …

We had a lovely lovely time at the ocean - all those waves brought peace and a “centering” on our incredible natural world. Why oh why we can’t live in union with this amazing bounty remains a mystery. Definitely we humans are deeply flawed in our inability to respect the earth and its inhabitants, including our fellow humans. Of course there are exceptions, the wise ones, but few listen to that wisdom. I came home calm and renewed. Now, how to spread some wisdom!!!

Hannah, from your notes, definitely believed in hope, in miracles. and she lived through some horrible times. We too must continue to hope, to keep beginning! As you so wonderfully copied and sent to me: the power of ‘miracles’, of natality. We are born and can continue to be reborn - if we keep thinking, connecting. Hannah saw so clearly that when people stopped thinking horrible things happened; when people kept their minds alert amazing things happened….Hannah’s miracles.

Good stuff to think about. …

Have a fine ramble in our fine NW … there are still untouched places. Where we can see the wild raw beauty of life.