Notes - home / without a shoreline

Home before seventeen hundred hours. Somewhat early breakfast at Shaker Square with Kim and Owen and lunch in Westerville with Uncle John, Becki, Dwight, Mary Lou, to celebrate Uncle John’s eighty-seventh birthday early as several will be out of town during the actual June date. You were both excited to find fuel prices dropped to $3.85 per gallon in south Columbus on the way home. You decided to save some money this coming trip south (as Florida is almost always 100 gallons both ways and in between) by leaving at six in the morning and arriving at Linda and Bill’s in Tampa between nine and ten that night. Three lanes on I-75 both ways and a speed average of 75 mph makes for a sweet engine sound with a payoff average of about 30 mpg. Not bad for a loaded eight year old car with 105,000 miles. You are ready to unwind. Post for now. Amorella.

I am wondering about the last lines of importance written in the scene:

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         “You must feel the balance first.”

         “You mean they weigh the same?”

         “They weigh the same only when weighing from the soul.”

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         You wonder what the weight is, you envision a teeter-totter with the heart on one end and the mind on the other with the balance board as the soul.

         I do, but to read this it cannot be. A few postings ago I pictured the heart as a grand cathedral and the soul as a simple (very austere and Presbyterian-like) one-room schoolhouse. I did not picture the mind as a metaphorical image. If I follow through with the thought what could I possibly balance the cathedral with, such a grand mastery of architecture. I need a representative symbolization in order to carry through the thought-image. It is not a weight in the usual sense, it is the representation (of humanity) behind each image. The mind as open doors and windows seems to fit but what of the construction? Both the school and the cathedral have open doors but windows I think of as closed and transparent to an outside light or the image an ancient lit lamp like one might find on the emblem or insignia of a college or university – a visual image that might balance the other two – an ancient floating scroll with a lit lamp hovering above the vessel sail-like or as an image on a sail.

         And what open-windowed port of call is this deep-keeled sailboat mind being steered into or out of, boy?

         I will have to give this mind-image representation some more thought.

         The mind has to be prepared to steer into some deep and open water, boy, the shoreline won’t do. You think about it. Post. – Amorella.