Kalliyam

Saturday, September 9, 2023   Aho’Rajanaka,   I hope this finds you well.   How ya’ feeling?       For all my love of logic this will not be another of my Spock-inspired screed-y panegyrics to the Logos ‘cause we all know that false god isn’t gonna save us.  Logic is never our adversary even when we wish he’d just sit quietly in the corner while Other Imptorant Stuff gets done, like feeling and intuitiveness and even luck.  If people really were reasonable, I’d be a lot happier, we’d all be a lot better off, but that still wouldn’t make us less feeling.  Best never to exile feeling from the room and make sure we give ourselves plenty of permission for expression, even eloquence.  Fluency in feeling isn’t unlike lucidity in thought: no small task in every case.  But it’s not like we can’t learn even when it’s hard ‘cause we don’t want to make things harder.   I am a sentimental sod. ...

  Sunday, September 3, 202366   Aho’ Rajanaka,   I hope this finds you well.  It’s Labor Day Weekend (<- warrants caps, doncha’ think?  It’s an Unofficial Ending  and  Beginning) but I for one don’t really know what happened to summer.   Do you remember  Endless Summer , that 1966 surf movie?  It was about, umm, surfers looking for the perfect wave following summer around the world—sort of a Magical Mystery Tour but without The Beatles talent.     I’m sure I saw  Endless Summer   in 1966 in a movie theatre, tagging along with the big kids.  It kindled in me the wanderlust (try to wander without getting too lost), see the world (but don’t join the Navy), go where no one has gone before (warp speed across the galaxy or maybe India) but Endless Summer’s  perfect wave  taught me the power of metaphor, what words  could  mean if you dosed them with imagina...