Water is life. As a longtime swimmer from the same rocky ledges on the south shore of Lake Ontario, I have witnessed the positive (Clean Water Act of the early 70s) impacts and negative impacts (introduction of zebra and quagga mussels) on the Lake.
I’m glad for your courage to be so vulnerable, being vulnerable enough to write about your hunger for your ancestors and what their lives were like.
I also appreciated the theme of blood from blue to menstrual to Blue Bloods. Your writing as always makes me ponder, similar questions and needs. Thank you for this.
I'm aware of your influence, as well. The word "legacy" has insinuated itself into my vocabulary so I'm spending a lot more time with my ancestral inheritance than I did before.
I'm feeling more open to connecting on many levels. I tried to pursue genealogy on a more conventional level and found it arduous and hard on the eyes. I'm more interested in the imaginative, visionary possibilities.
A really lovely essay as always! And speaking of bubbemeisehs...What about the one when you make an ugly face and your grandmother tells you not to do it (unbecoming for a young woman) because if a wind comes your face will stay that way. Definitely not good for marriage prospects.
I hadn't heard that one! I learned not that long ago that my grandmother tied a ribbon on may carriage to ward off the evil eye. We are not far from fairy tales.
I love this image “. I think we have something to teach one another. It is, in the end, a continuous loop. They pass their wisdom down to me and I send it back up to them transformed. “
Thank you, Jocelyn. It calls for some exercise of the imagination, but it seems that there's a level at which the communication feels ongoing and moving in both directions.
Water is life. As a longtime swimmer from the same rocky ledges on the south shore of Lake Ontario, I have witnessed the positive (Clean Water Act of the early 70s) impacts and negative impacts (introduction of zebra and quagga mussels) on the Lake.
I’m glad for your courage to be so vulnerable, being vulnerable enough to write about your hunger for your ancestors and what their lives were like.
I also appreciated the theme of blood from blue to menstrual to Blue Bloods. Your writing as always makes me ponder, similar questions and needs. Thank you for this.
I'm aware of your influence, as well. The word "legacy" has insinuated itself into my vocabulary so I'm spending a lot more time with my ancestral inheritance than I did before.
...and water.
Oops. Slipped my mind. Thank you for lifting up water and reminding me of how vulnerable it is.
and how precious
Blood—never thought to take bloodlines literally. Thanks for another thoughtful essay.
What could be more central to life....blood, air, what else is there?
Thank you for keeping you’re ever present finger on the pulse of our ancestors.
I promise to tell them all about you.
Wow, that's a wise vision in which you brought into being a wider circulation of bloodstreams through all the relatives!
I'm feeling more open to connecting on many levels. I tried to pursue genealogy on a more conventional level and found it arduous and hard on the eyes. I'm more interested in the imaginative, visionary possibilities.
A really lovely essay as always! And speaking of bubbemeisehs...What about the one when you make an ugly face and your grandmother tells you not to do it (unbecoming for a young woman) because if a wind comes your face will stay that way. Definitely not good for marriage prospects.
I hadn't heard that one! I learned not that long ago that my grandmother tied a ribbon on may carriage to ward off the evil eye. We are not far from fairy tales.
My parents did the red ribbon thing on the steering column of a new car.
The beauty of family history and the deep meaning it holds for us as we approach the last stop in life's journey coming into view.
It's absolutely true that I'm increasingly drawn to this material...as if they're waiting for me.
I love this image “. I think we have something to teach one another. It is, in the end, a continuous loop. They pass their wisdom down to me and I send it back up to them transformed. “
Thank you, Jocelyn. It calls for some exercise of the imagination, but it seems that there's a level at which the communication feels ongoing and moving in both directions.