Fall, the season of prophecy

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Those who have been grazing along with me are aware I have been a bit defensive about so much content relying on the past; that because of the traditional stereotypes. Today's thinking is leading me to understand the values and also the reason the young, busy coping, so often deny interest.

For me the fall season has been a time of "fortellings." It is also the season that holds many anniversaries of disturbing events, the most recent two years ago when I was confronted with the necessity of paying the physical price of an extension for my life. Today I find myself reliving the state of alert preparing for "more bad news." I am aware that one of the functions of remembering is the reworking and coping with what was overwhelming at the time; to remove the gnawing anxieties.

It has also reminded me of a prior fall of alienation through pain. I go back to my writings of that time. http://prairietree.net. My commentary on fall,  http://prairietree.net/fall, is indeed prophetic; and life lived makes sense.

That time coincided with the explosion of the use of the Internet for creative expression, mostly by old and middle aged women; the days of the rings. I found a friend in Canada, http://slimsplace.com, incredibly talented and wise, and we set out to learn all the skills then required to design and create web sites. Most important, the essential encouraging feedback from each other was reliably there. We remain friends and comrades to this day.  There were many other sincere, if less enduring friendships and sites. When at loose ends I find myself searching for them yet. It was a joy to discover, though we have lost personal contact, Macaroo's Fata Morgana, http://macaroo.com/fata.htm is still online.

On the one hand it may seem terribly narcissistic to seek knowledge in one's own work. On the other hand I unashamedly find it at the least validating. I believe this is what Elizabeth Cady Stanton was referring to in Solitude of the Self."Nature never repeats herself and the possibilities of one human soul will never be found in another."