Several years ago I took this photo of Christina Lake. It was just after dinner with light fading, the room was dark. Mom was in her chair reading. By chance I caught a faint reflection of my mother in the window.
It has been a year since I last wrote. I was starting then and I am starting now. It is time for the story to begin.
Dawn or dusk? Does it matter? The sun continues its journey. Oh for each day to be a new beginning. Start over. Do what has not yet been done.
So here I am. I abandon blogging for 18 months. Blogging is no longer what it was – so many words and so few readers? But to write is not necessarily to be read. Writing is a tool for understanding. And there is a lot to be said for trying to understand.
“To apprehend what is is the task of philosophy, because what is, is reason. As for the individual, every one is a son of his time; so philosophy also is its time apprehended in thoughts. It is just as foolish to fancy that any philosophy can transcend its present world, as that an individual could leap out of his time or jump over Rhodes…. ” Hegel, Philosophy of Right
Hegel also pointed out that even when one understands, it is not enough because the sun keeps moving across the sky. New day, new reality. So why not start again and again….
“Only one word more concerning the desire to teach the world what it ought to be. For such a purpose philosophy at least always comes too late. Philosophy, as the thought of the world, does not appear until reality has completed its formative process, and made itself ready. History thus corroborates the teaching of the conception that only in the maturity of reality does the ideal appear as counterpart to the real, apprehends the real world in its substance, and shapes it into an intellectual kingdom. When philosophy paints its grey in grey, one form of life has become old, and by means of grey it cannot be rejuvenated, but only known. The owl of Minerva, takes its flight only when the shades of night are gathering.” https://www.marxists.org/reference/archive/hegel/works/pr/preface.htm#xxx