Musing

today’s Musing written and published from south Calgary, near Fish Creek Park

my morning walk: 0C/32F, clear, calm; Gusta followed her nose, completely missing the giant jack rabbit on hind legs, black tipped ears reaching for the sky, his white coat just part of the school yard landscape

I want to know what wasn’t said, I want to understand silence better

mid of night – hearing my quiet as people sleep, critters too, clock tick, clock tick, clock tick, furnace motor start, ductwork groan, warmed air moves, back to clock tick rhythm as dark outside edges to twilight, then it dawns

all things 9/10ths something, 1/0th something else

communication, like understanding, often comes – not in noise - but in silent space between the noises; it can be a word not said, a question not answered, an issue avoided ; I am adept at disguising feeling with words, emotions with action, understanding with . . . so I easily recognize it in others

non-verbal-ness, when enforced silence, is torture; when by observation, is delightful – more than body language alone, learning much - I find when someone doesn’t want to talk or write or interact, it is so informative about the issue avoided, the door closed, the direction changed – tells more in a moment than hours of hearing what is said

‘selective hearing’ is a punch-line; selective listening, an option; selective talking, revelation; I learn as much in terms of what they won’t talk about as I do from what they do talk about – no insight to issues, but certainly identifying what they are; in silence I explore these – a private viewing, a darkened room - late at night or early morn, alone, no absolute silence, no absolute understanding found

for those who care: regarding yesterday’s circulation of the Turtle Pie recipe (mine turned out great), the sauce should be made just before serving - drizzle on each piece – more than a garnish but not so much as to overwhelm; also, Carla and Krista arrived – PB and I took them to a movie (Charlie Wilson’s War . . great Aaron Sorkin writing, Philip Seymour Hoffman literally steals this movie – phenomenal) - conversation, movie and food followed by a night of rest to gird for a day of mall marauding and hanging out

little to teach them, much to learn from them, clock tic, clock tic

Mark Kolke
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