It’s that lame-duck stretch on the calendar between Christmas and New Years. For High Rollers like Cory it’s just another 9 day weekend filled with travel to warmer weather. For attorneys like Bob Anderton it’s a time to travel the world, turn on the voice mail and set the email to auto-reply. For low level support staff in large law firms it’s a time to update MySpace pages and cash in gift cards downtown. For Podunk legal messengers like me it’s a no-man’s land work week. Long stretches of boredom punctuated by brief periods of annoyance. Not much work, a drip, a trickle, just a slow leak, and slow leaks are annoying. Add to it some winter weather, 32 degrees and rain, and it felt like a long week. The downtime did allow for some reading,. I have never read the local papers as much as I did this week…movie times, horoscopes, sports.
Just so we’re clear on this, I am from No Man’s Land. I was raised by a pack of women in the foothills north of Spokane. I’ve got nothing against women. I really like women. And I can use the term No Man’s Land with confidence in a variety of contexts. I know what it is, I know what ‘taint.
Perineum
Mother, sister, grandmother in the absence of father, brother, grandfather
Or December 26 - 30.
Transfer. Shift. Jump. Look to context, search for meaning.
Today I caught up on some Steinbeck, and came upon one of the greatest paragraphs, ever. No doubt an important string of words I’ll refer back to in my never ending quest for sincerity, honesty, integrity, truth and the antithesis of half-ass bullshit.
The whole is necessarily everything, the whole world of fact and fancy, body and psyche, physical fact and spiritual truth, individual and collective, life and death, macrocosm and microcosm (the greatest quanta here, the greatest synapse between these two), conscious and unconscious, subject and object. The whole picture is portrayed by is, the deepest word of deep ultimate reality, not shallow or partial as reasons are, but deeper and participating, possibly encompassing the Oriental concept of being.
--John Steinbeck
The Log from the Sea of Cortez page 125
It is what it is
It is
Be
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