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Monday, August 7, 2017

Backporch Epiphany

I was meditating in the backporch at a table I built 40 years ago of California pine and Mexican tile when I heard a persistent ringing --not my tinnitus but a lower frequency, somewhat flat. I woke and saw this blue owly thing between the Christmas mug and Las Vegas shot glass.


"Good Lord!" I said, "What're you?"

Owl:  I am an angel.

Geo.: But...but angels are suppose to be..."

Owl:  I know, robed and winged humanoids,  untrained social workers condemned to prop up yesterday's ideologies. We're owls now.

Geo.: Why were people not informed?

Owl: People are as they are, Geo., and it would be an impertinence to expect them to change.

Geo.: Can we not change for the better, Owl?

Owl: Sure, you'd be surprised at what conscience can do. And if that fails, self-delusion and positive thinking can work wonders.

Geo.: I prefer conscience.

Owl: An excellent first step, but victory is only relevant to the strength of the opposition.

Geo.: Flapdoodle!

Owl: An excellent second step! But say it softly. Our influence is finally inversely proportional to the noise we make.

Geo.: I  feel sleepy, Owl.  Is there any thing else?

Owl: Oh yes, much more --much more you must learn-- but in the meantime, be moderate in your behavior and habits, especially where spirits are concerned. There is danger at every turn.

Geo.: Like a bullet with my name on it?

Owl:  Heaven forbid! More likely a shot glass.
 I closed my eyes for what seemed like only a moment, and when I looked again, the shade was up and little blue owl was gone.
 

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  1. Moderation in all things (and quietness) and a conscience all sound good to me. Covered in a confetti of kindness.
    And too many owls would be barely enough.

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    1. I know poetry when I see it, EC, and that is what your beautiful comment is to me. Thank you.

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  2. That is quite the encounter you report. Good of your visitor to call while in meditation with wisdom so near and nicely shared. But I missed the memo about the new stylings of angels!

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    1. I must admit, Tom, the owl is really a 1-hour timer. Twist his upper section clockwise and he sort of rattles after returning beak and feet to the same direction. Norma bought it for me so I wake up after meditating. She's the real angel.

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  3. A 1-hour timer? And I thought.....ah well!

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    1. Yes, I confess. If you look closely at Owl's midriff, you'll find it is graduated in minutes --but he's a good little piece of angelic clockwork.

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  4. There are people, Geo, who seem to have no conscience or an angel or owl on their shoulder.

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    1. Beautiful Arleen, sometimes life puts so much noise in some people's heads, it confounds their reason. Sometimes there just aren't enough owls.

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  5. There's an owl in our neighborhood feasting on marsh rats and squirrel, but it's never talked to me, probably because it's not blue!

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    1. So far my experience with angel-owls is confined to a clockwork one, but real owls also participate in night sounds here, asking that important question, "Who?".

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  6. Meditating puts me to sleep too where I dream of strange and wonderful things. I have never had an encounter with a blue owl while so engaged but I like the idea of them being the representatives of the universe. This one had some good advice for you.

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    1. Doesn't have to be an owl, Delores. It can be a gentle, musical laughter remembered from a crowd. It can be someone whose eyes twinkled in a certain way as you pass each other. It can also be an enchanted object like my owl --something, anything that puts good thoughts in motion.

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  7. No wonder owls are known as wise. And is "meditating" the same thing as "napping"? I use the kitchen timer but it doesn't work - too soft a beep! I nap like a log.

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    1. Yes, Jenny, napping and meditation have a common goal of setting us right --and therefore share mechanisms in common. Blue owl has just the right cacophony for me. I too meditate like a log and can attest to its efficacy.

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  8. At least the little blue critter didn't steal your shot glass.
    I had a real one (owl, that is) perched in the tree in front, a great horned, about 3 feet tall, eyeing the cat across the street that was wisely staying on the porch. I posted a pic of it a few months back.
    Wasn't it Wm. Blake who said "The path of excess leads to wisdom" or something like that?

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    1. Dear Mike, Blue Owl is an enchanted object who directs me to solving the unsolvable through a succession of strange questions that would not otherwise occur to me. I'm not always successful, but who(hoo, hoo) cares? Someday I'll present him with "who" as the object of a preposition and see if he can pronounce "whom" with a beak. As to Blake, I think the word "palace" was in there somewhere. Would have to ask daughter who started memorizing Blake poems at 6. She's 33 now and turned out fine.

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  9. Geo....have you heard from Laura of Austanspace?

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    1. Not since her post of April 2nd, Delores. She said she was having particular trouble with her hands and had problems typing. I sure hope she got the medical attention she needed. I think of her often, and miss her. She is a strong spirit. If you can find anything out about her, please let me know. I'll do the same.

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  10. Dear Geo., how delightful - to meet a higher being with a halo of blue light araound it´s wise owlish appearance. (Hopefully this owl is a bit wiser than the one in Pooh-bear - but it seems so).
    I prefer conscience too. Self-delusion only works for one person, while conscience might have an effect on others.
    The other day I read a text where the word "shotglass" often appeared. Of course I could understand what it meant - but now - and I am the visual type - I for the first time saw one, thanks for that!

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    1. And thank you, dear Brigitta, for your thoughtful and enjoyable comment. My shotglass is now used to hold interesting pebbles.

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  11. O how I missed your posts! You have filled my head and heart with singing again. I'm back, and will never go away again!
    x

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    1. Yay! So good to hear from you, Laura. Thank You!

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  12. Haha! Nice double entendre with "spirits."

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    1. Thanks, Squid. It's true, I must be moderate in all things.

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  13. Delightful post, as always. That owl (and his human "mouthpiece") are pretty darned wise. Maybe what we need in this world is something to jump-start the collective conscience...

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    1. Dear Susan, I strongly suspect the collective conscience does indeed exist. However, despite the fact that we humans are great discoverers, we have scrupulously avoided discovering it --because it would bother us no end. I have been a Triple-A Auto Club member since 1972 and been jump-started many times, yet have never asked if they do consciences --maybe a jumper-clamp on each ear? Is anybody working on this?

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    1. Sorry roth phallyka, I accidentally deleted your comment and backlink but appreciate "I'm back, and will never go away again!"

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