(one of those cooler mornings on Squam)

Does anyone like to be teased? Do you? I don’t like it. But sometimes yes. Okay, sometimes I do.

I feel like I’m getting teased by the weather: let’s try a little cold, no colder than that! Oh.. you got out some winter clothes!

Ha-ha, let’s give you a few summer days.

And with Lyme. It can feel the same way. You start a new cure. WOW! Why didn’t I try this sooner? I’m onto something.

OOPS. Remember that the cure can hurt more than the disease. Is that what’s happening? How do I know.

But we know winter is coming.

And I know practitioners have cured Lyme and I have a good one.

At the same time, it’s amazing to read about all the misunderstandings in science over the years. I’ve been reading such well written books on tides and oceans. Places that I and most of humanity has made so many assumptions about – all of which were considered true at the time. We were teased – thinking that what we could see and hear was all there was.

And now – I can read about the amazing work that it takes to see what we can’t see and hear what we can’t hear. Going deep under water, traveling to the ends of the earth, and the middle of the huge Pacific.

When I go out on my early morning walk, I don’t notice the sounds unless I remind myself to do so. The sweet babbling brook Or I can hear the little chipmunks chattering more loudly in the area we are crunching by: “there are intruders passing through!” I don’t necessarily see them either, unless the scurry quickly.

I also don’t think about how the much needed rain, when it finally came, was washing down from the clouds, pouring into the lakes and rivers and then entering the salty sea, which is not more or less salty from ocean to ocean but denser and less dense, or warmer/cooler. I didn’t understand what drove the currents or why some parts of the ocean are so rich with life and others aren’t. I didn’t realize that the bottom of the sea has vast stretches of “desert” like our desert – where there is very little life. I could go on and on.

We are mostly water after all. We’re part of this vast world of fresh and salty water. Teeny tiny oceans in the vast ocean of water.
I love how I was teased and can now feel bewildered by how much I didn’t know.

BUT, if I keep following this thread, the real tease is that – even though we each are ittle oceans, we are human. We think and feel.

I get a photo of my grand daughter, little Mischa, every so often. She’s a new little ocean. And with each photo, I see more: more thinking, more feeling.

It’s the beginning of the big tease. What we “know”. And how much we don’t.

and my art. Don’t know? Maybe some fall colors?

“I’m still thinking about water. Is that a puddle I see?” – Peaches.

After we got teased by rain. And we think: that’s rain water.= “not us.”

It isn’t. But it is, right?

Love the rain. Love ourselves. Love others.