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7/29/2010

Talking


"...we spend our time sending messages to each other, talking and trying to listen at the same time, exchanging information.  This seems to be our most urgent biololgical function; it is what we do with our lives... It has become a tremendous enterprise... All 3 billion of us are being connected by telephones, radios, television sets, airplanes, satellites, harangues on public-address systems, newspapers, magazines, ... words got in edgewise... Already, there are no closed, two-way conversations.  Any word you speak this afternoon will radiate out in all directions, around town before tomorrow, out and around the world before Tuesday, accelerating to the speed of light, modulating as it goes, shaping new and unexpected messages, emerging at the end as an enormously funny Hungarian joke, a fluctuation in the money market, a poem, or simply a long pause in someone's conversation in Brazil..."
~Lewis Thomas, The Lives of a Cell~

We spent an amazing ten days with morningstar as a guest here in our home.  She quickly came to feel more like family than a guest, pitching in to help with dishes and meal preparations, walking with me to carry the day's trash down to the dumpster each evening, keeping watch over Master and I as we walked each morning.  We touristed around our town and around our area, seeing things we wouldn't have if she had not been with us.  We laughed, we played, we watched lots and lots of baseball.  It turned out to be an interesting "vacation" for us all. 

An awful lot of what we did though, was sit and talk.  Exchanging ideas, stories, jokes, memories.  Some of that was just the silly and light chatter of people getting to know one another.  In other moments, we dived deeper, talking about the things that make us uniquely the people we are in the world.  To be sure, there was nothing particularly earth-shattering in the torrent of words we unleashed with one another.  We didn't solve the problem of world hunger, and we didn't answer any big existential questions.  We learned about each other, and we learned about ourselves. 

Did you hear us talking?  Did you feel the currents we created? 

Maybe not.  Maybe that's because, the conversations that we had here were really just part of the larger conversation that we are all involved in -- face to face, or here and there among all our various pages, we are each and all engaged in pouring out those words that connect and define and open us all up.  This is what we do...

swan

4 comments:

  1. Of all the things we did over the 10 days.... I will remember the conversations most I think... some of them touched me deep inside.. places I haven't gone in a long long time.

    Thank you for wonderful memories.. new ones and old ones revisited

    morningstar

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  2. And I have come to appreciate how much I value this being what we do. I will often refer to 'collective conversations' when I write because that's often how I see them. Even when there's not direct interaction between bloggers, the words of one will often spark off thoughts in another and then they will write something....and so it goes on.

    So good to hear you all had a great visit.

    love and hugs xxx

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  3. It is because of blogs like yours that i have decided to join the blogging conversation...you have touched me...those quiet conversations are often the best..abby

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  4. Impish19:16 AM

    Thought of you all occasionally, and hoped you were having a nice visit. Sounds as though it was just the kind of time with friends we all need more of these days. I'm glad.

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